Before - Legends A Life of Sacrifice

Title: Destined to Live
Author: Darth_Yuthura
Timeframe/Genre: KOTOR: Shortly after TSL
Characters: OC's (Genda, Tashi) Exile, Visas, Canderous, Bastila, Yuthura Ban, Mical, and other familiar characters
Summary: A Half-Mandalorian is forced into gladiatorial games for five years. As he expects his impending death, the Force may lead him and the one he loves to freedom, or to an even worse fate than slavery. Along the path, he finds out more of his origins both as a Jedi and Mandalorian.
Author?s Notes: Third-person perspective! This is not the usual first-person I've come to favor. This is going to be worth reading. Please leave feedback!

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Chapter 1: The Moment
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Genda was not always a slave, but from birth, he had been shackled by the unbreakable chains of his bloodline. Being only half-Mandalorian, even his father would not accept him. His mother, who couldn't even take care of herself, left him with a friend who intended to raise the boy until she learned to pick herself up.

For a decade, Genda had grown up in the loving company of an adopted father, but when war reached the skies of Telos, that life was gone. Being half Mandalorian, Genda was not accepted by either side. It was only a matter of time before he was taken by Faso, the Hutt and used for a gladiator.

Despite his age, Genda was every bit as strong as a full-blooded Mandalorian, but he had a talent for survival that even the most seasoned warriors lacked. From age twelve, he was thrown into an arena almost every week and survived against all odds for five years.

At sixteen, he had become one of the most recognized gladiators on Sleheyron, surviving over 200 separate engagements against other slaves, numerous exotic creatures, as well as many other dangers. He amazed, but often did not please crowds who gathered to watch such killing games. All he cared about was walking out of the arena when the battle was over. Faso favored him for the sake of having the most seasoned gladiator on Sleheyron, but beyond that, he was doomed to keep fighting until he couldn't fight anymore. There was no escape except death.

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Even after nearly 200 past victories, Genda was still filled with terror each time he passed through the gates of the arena in front of 100,000 spectators. That fear came from not knowing whether it was going to be his last battle or not. The deafening applause he received would have made any other slave jealous, but Genda grew to hate their cheers. To him, it meant either a more dangerous creature or that many more opponents were pitted against him.

Occasionally, he was accompanied by other slaves against an enemy force of slaves all thrown into the arena to kill one another. Genda found himself alone more and more often as his master, Faso didn't want the incompetence of others to endanger his champion. Since he had already taken the title of 'greatest gladiator on Sleheyron,' his life served only to push the records as far as possible. The greatest number of battles, the toughest creatures killed, the overwhelming odds he was up against... Faso just wanted to see how far Genda could go before he died.

When the gate at the opposite end of the arena opened, a massive creature weighing nearly 300 kilograms had been unleashed and came charging towards Genda. Although he had never faced-off with one before, he knew a bit about the kell dragon. Their massive jaws were wide enough to swallow a Jawa whole. Any kind of injury involving those teeth would have been fatal to a standard humanoid.

Genda was armed only with a vibrosword and a tower shield in addition to his Echani fiber armour. As the massive creature came charging towards him, he retreated, not out of fear, but to encourage the Kell Dragon to charge even faster. That particular predator pounced upon their prey before they could use their jaws, especially those that ran. And that was exactly what Genda wanted the beast to do.

While running backwards, he strapped the shield on his back and held the vibrosword backhanded while he wat

 

For the first time in a long while, Genda got a very restful sleep in the company of the one he loved. It was very early in the morning, so Tashi was still sound asleep while Genda was wide awake. He was mesmerized by just how peacefully she could sleep and how much more content he was just being in her presence.

He knew that his love for her was not the storybook, perfect match, perfect destiny kind of thing. She was simply the only woman in his life as he was the only man in hers. His feelings for her were genuine, but wouldn?t have come about under normal circumstances. Her feelings for him were manufactured by the simple act of not exploiting control over her life. Her reasons for being drawn to Genda came only by the fact that he was her master and that he gave her as much freedom as he could yield.

When she unconsciously rolled away from him, Genda moved right behind and rested his arm over her bare body under the blanket. She slowly awoke and smiled.

?Hi there.? He said.

?Good morning. Just give me a minute and I?ll have breakfast ready for you.?

As she tried to get up, Genda held her where she was. ?No. I?ll take care of it. You can just go back to sleep.? He moved his head within centimeters of hers. ?I?ll let you play master for a while.?

She laid her head back on the pillow. ?HCM... that would be nice.?

Genda stared a while longer before getting himself out of bed and preparing something that had been delivered the previous night. Their food was delivered, but Tashi had to cook it so that Genda could have whatever he wanted at a moment?s notice. Faso didn?t want to waste additional money on room service when Genda had a slave sitting in his quarters all day. ?Might as well put her to work. She?s not doing anything else.?

He had almost finished with the cooking and was about to get a plate ready for Tashi when she came up behind him. ?You should have added Raglan spice to the casserole before, not after it?s baked.?

He chuckled. ?Well forgive me. I?m not the expert here, but I think it?ll due...? He turned around to see Tashi in the gold bikini again. ?You don?t have to wear that you know.?

Tashi sat down, staring at his chest. ?You don?t have to walk around without a shirt you know... I do like the view though.?

He glanced at himself for a second before turning back to the cooking. ?Look, I really like that outfit on you, but if you don?t want to wear it, you shouldn?t.?

She thought for a moment. ?I actually do.?

He turned around, expecting Tashi was joking, but clearly wasn?t. ?Why??

She shrugged her shoulders. ?This may sound strange, but I actually would like to wear this as long as I can before I look like a Hutt. Once that happens, it will be a long time before I can fit into it again.?

He nodded. ?So you?re going to wear this ridiculous thing simply because you can??

she stood up from the table and prominently displayed herself to Genda. ?No. It?s because it makes you hotter than a G-type star. It has the power to make you do anything I ask. Have you ever said ?no? to me when I?ve had this on??

?I see your point, but don?t push it.? He chuckled while scooping some (***) eggs. When he handed her the plate, he just kept staring at her belly. She noticed and gave him a very smug smile as she took it and went to the table. For some reason, seeing and hearing her react to his constant stares reminded him of how much he disliked the life of a slave.

After he took a plate for himself, he sat across from Tashi, but wasn?t hungry and just shifted the contents around with a small bite every now and again. She again noticed that look of discontent which came so quickly after laughing only a moment ago. ?What?s the matter??

?Nothing.?

She put down the utensil in her hand. ?Please don?t look that way. You?re thinking about the future, aren?t you??

He let his knife clatter on the table. ?Difficult not to.?

She got up and stood behind Genda to rub his shoulders. ?Remember what I told you; we only have the moment. Don?t worry

 

Genda awoke in great pain within his quarters. He had been carried in an left on the floor. ?Tashi...? Tashi?!? he cried, knowing she wasn?t there. Despite the pain, he stood up and collapsed as he went for the door. He hit the panel, but it was locked from the outside. He hit it again only to hear it beeping in rejection again. The third time, he shattered the panel in anger and slid back to the floor, wailing in anger and agony.

He knew that he was locked in and could not escape. He had no expertise in picking the lock and no idea how to escape. Even if he found a power conduit running through, he couldn?t punch a hole in the wall without frying himself in the process.

He pulled himself to his feet, knowing that Tashi was depending on him. Their children, Faso said she carried twins, were going to suffer his fate as well unless he got them and his love one to safety. He had three days to find a means to escape before he was taken to the arena... and his doom. He knew that he had to stage a rescue with everything at stake and nothing to work with.

His Echani fiber armour was all he had, but it only provided protection, not a means of escape. He strapped it on and put himself in the mindset that he was a gladiator already in the arena... Faso was right when he said Genda was going to end his career with the greatest battle he?s ever fought. The stakes were higher than ever before and his arena was Sleheyron. All the rules that he was accustomed to were thrown out the window...

He raised his head to check the windows and discovered they weren?t locked, but he was roughly ten floors up. There was nothing he could possibly scrounge within the quarters that could serve as a makeshift rope for such a length as that. At least he knew he had a means of escape, which gave him some assurance that he wouldn?t die in the arena as Faso intended.

Genda went through his quarters and took everything he thought he needed to stage a rescue. He pocketed a small medkit, a knife, rations, a flashlight, a cloak that belonged to Tashi, and anything else that could serve a purpose as a tool or weapon. When he opened the window and looked out, he saw a potential escape, but suddenly came to realize that he had made very few preparations and was rushing when he had time to assess the situation.

Three days was a long time... he had no reason to start out on the first day. He needed to be well-rested before he began because once he departed, he wouldn?t stop until she was safe, or died saving her. For the first time he could remember, he was not afraid to die. He was more afraid that Tashi would be reduced to serving Faso for the rest of her life after having her children taken away so soon after their father?s death.

Father. Genda thought very little about having children of his own. Tashi advised him to only look to the moment, but he felt that it was important for him to really grasp the reason he put himself in harm?s way. He might have finally found his best chance to escape Sleheyron forever, but there was no way he would leave Tashi behind. Faso?s palace was, without doubt, where he had Genda?s loved one, but that place was a fortress. He might have been able to sneak out of the apartment without stirring attention, but he would?ve had to penetrate the Hutt?s stronghold and leave with a valuable asset who was locked away in a maximum-security vault. It was probably more suicidal than the challenge that Faso had awaiting him in the arena, but nothing awaited him there... only in Faso?s palace.

He knew that Faso already had Tashi laying by his bedside and that she was likely being abused at that very moment, but Genda knew the best thing for both of them was rest. It would have seemed the wrong thing to do, but he knew that it was better to leave her at the mercy of that monster for one or two days than to rush into a bad situation ill-prepared. He knew that if he failed, she would have had to endure a lifetime of that.

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(One year ago)

?Tell me a bit about yourself.? He asked the attractive lady in chains.

Tashi was one amo

 

Wow! This is fantastic... and with stunning imagery and tension too!

MORE!

 

For some reason when I stop updating, I get one positive feedback that brings me back here.

To any loyal fans who really enjoy this or 'Shrouded in Darkness,' there are more completed versions on Lucasforums.com.

Anyway, here's chapter 4
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When Genda found a fountain in front of the train station, he dunked his head in the water. In doing so, he attracted much attention from the pedestrians. He knew that he couldn?t savor the water, so he swallowed a few mouthfuls and soaked his clothes to avoid heat exhaustion.

Upon taking refuge in an ally way, he removed the cloak and armour to cool down from that march through hell. His hands were blistered from the scorching metal he clung to, but he did not regret the pain as he should have fallen to his death. The medpack he had with him was insufficient to treat the blisters, but he at least had something to dull the pain.

He rested his back against a wall and let the wind current cool his skin. It did nothing for his internal bodily functions, but the coolness on his chest and face was one of the greatest sensations he?s ever felt. Just breathing cool air was a relief, but he felt better simply knowing that Faso?s palace was within striking distance and his presence was not revealed. Genda wasn?t armed, but he was in the perfect position to make a direct attack or perform a covert rescue. Although stealth was his greatest advantage, it was easily compromised. As soon as he had a chance to rest, Genda intended to sneak into the palace.

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(Meanwhile: on Katarr)
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Fog was a strange element of nature. It obscured light, yet it is did not eclipse the binary stars overhead. It was moist, yet one did not drown in it. Everything was shrouded, yet Alayna could see herself perfectly. She could also see the ground upon which she stood, but she could not feel the Force flowing through any of it.

Blinded to it for nearly a decade, Alayna had learned to see through her eyes again. Although she had always been able to, there came a time in every Jedi?s life when she could abandon their other senses and rely solely upon the Force. Although she never lost her sight, she had forgotten just how important it was until after the events at Malachor V left her with nothing else.

Although she had learned to sense it again, Alayna still suffered from the trauma of the decade following the Mandalorian Wars. When she needed support from the Jedi High Council, they banished her to exile. For the decade that followed, she was left only with the feeling of mediocrity, anger, and betrayal.

Although she knew such thoughts poisoned her soul, Alayna felt there was nothing left of herself after that. She did learn to live without the Force, but only because she had no other choice. Although she emerged stronger because of it, Alayna was still bitter that the High Council never admitted that they wronged her. She knew those were not thoughts worthy of a Jedi, but she could not forget that they attempted to deafen her a second time.

?You?re a cypher, forming bonds, leaching the life of others. Discerning their will and dominating them.? Those were the words Master Vrook used to describe the friendship Alayna had given to so many. She couldn?t understand how he came to such a conclusion... he didn?t even know those people he claimed were being controlled. And even if they were, it wasn?t like her influence really hurt anyone.

Those thoughts weighed heavily on her mind, but Alayna knew that whatever trauma she suffered did not compare to that of her friend?s. Ever since Darth Nihlious had left his mark on her planet, Visas Marr was left alone after everyone and everything she ever knew died around her. Since he had taken her for his own, she had been damned to a life of unceasing pain under his brutal heel.

Alayna watched as that world?s only survivor took her usual meditative stance upon a patch of ground not covered by duracrete. The remains of a once-great tree lay collapsed near where Visas was sitting. The area was surrounded by walkways and roads that no one had traveled up

 

Ah! This is great stuff!

You have a great talent for dialogue, you really do. That's what I've always struggled with, personally.

More please!

 

Before the next chapter, the original title of this story was "A Life of Sacrifice," but I really just posted this obvious title that has taken away some upcoming suspense. I regret that I spoiled it, but I just wanted a title that would catch a reader's eye. I won't say anymore at this time.

Thanks to those who've read and even more for the feedback. I still have much in store.
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As Genda finally gazed upon the Faso?s palace, he felt a chill down his spine. He had felt the same sensation almost every time he entered the arena, knowing that he was going to be fighting for his life very shortly. Every time, he wanted nothing more than to be somewhere else, but his escorts always ensured he was in position when the killing games began.

It was strange that the first time he had the option to walk away was the first time he went in willingly. It was early in the morning with broad daylight making a sneak attack impossible. Having lived within the palace once, Genda learned that the security systems were far from foolproof... the traps were the major obstacle. Faso?s philosophy was that there was no need to have the most elaborate security sensors in the galaxy because anyone or anything that could get by sensors wouldn?t have the means to steal anything of value without being caught. Anyone or anything that did would?ve had to get around automated weapon emplacements, being caught behind force fields, and other dangers that weren?t public knowledge.

Few ventured into a Hutt?s palace as they had a reputation for being the safest places in the Galaxy outside of a military installation. Most were built to withstand a bombardment by a starship, but only for the sake of gloating to the rest of the Galaxy that they had it. Although Faso could have afforded it, he didn?t want to deal with installing a defensive measure worth as much as the palace itself that inevitably served no purpose. Anyone with the credits to build a heavy cruiser wouldn?t have been foolish enough to attack a Hutt.

It was strange that for all their selfishness and lack of morality, there was such a thing as honor among the Hutts. Faso knew that he didn?t need a shield and didn?t squander the credits on the defense that would have kept any intruder from entering.

As Genda made his way into a maintenance tunnel that ran underground, he wondered what he would have done had there been a shield around Faso?s palace. Although they had huge energy demands, most city-scale shield grids were operated constantly at about 1% of total capacity, which would have been enough to incinerate anyone foolish enough to try and get through. The design would have even had the access tunnels and sewers sealed off.

Then he shook the thought out of his head. All that mattered was that there were holes in Faso?s security and he went through one to infiltrate the fortress.

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There were a series of power conduits running from a city power plant to Faso?s palace. He knew that the utilities had their own security systems, so even if he tripped an alarm when he broke in through an access checkpoint, it would have been local... not Faso?s forces that would have apprehended him.

He knew it was a gamble, but the access tunnel running along the main power conduit seemed the best way in. The most significant drawback was that if Faso?s security and the local forces worked hand-in-hand, he already sacrificed the element of surprise. For the time he was moving through the tunnel, he assumed that his presence was still unknown and he kept crawling through. Shortly before he reached the juncture under the palace, he heard a hatch open in front and saw a light in the distance. Genda had only a flashlight to guide him through an otherwise pitch-black tunnel, seeing light up ahead filled him with terror.

He flipped his light off, but knew that he had been discovered. Few ever ventured through that dark passage; the only reason anyone ahead would have come down was if there were a power failure or an intruder. The latter seemed more likely.

In the distance, he heard one of t

 

this is getting interesting. Hope Tashi and Genda escape.

 

As Genda took the lead with Tashi close behind, the two made their way through to the front of the palace. They encountered a patrol, but Genda used himself as bait to lure them around and Tashi reluctantly went ahead... fearing that the blaster shots she heard were meant for him. When she heard his voice from around the corner he told her to wait, she smiled briefly to see him again, but was startled by his sharp gesture and direct command. ?Come on, keep going!?

The last thing she wanted was to get in the way or slow them down because he risked everything for her. He also knew how to survive, but mistakes were deadly. She ran as fast as she could, but he soon pulled her by the arm. ?I?m sorry? she said again.

?Don?t be sorry, I?m just emphasizing when something has to be done.?

?I trust you...?

?Not now!? He commanded. ?We?ll worry about manners later.?

Again, she nodded and followed Genda as they found the main entrance. There were about two dozen guards and servents who had gathered to deal with something that must have been taking place in the cargo dock at the time of the blackout. A large vehicle loaded with spice had been heavily escorted by guards from another Hutt?s service. Both groups were arguing as the blackout seemed to disrupt the illegal trade.

Faso?s forces consisted of only 6 armed guards while the other Hutt?s group had 12. A few other servents were either waiting around or shouting at the other side. They believed the blackout was intentional so that Faso couldn?t commit to the electronic transfer of funds for the spice.

Genda knew that the entrance was not their only means of escape, but there were just as many guards coming up from behind. He thought that instead of trying to sneek by, he would open fire on the opposite side?s guards and try to make it look like an ambush by Faso. If he could take out only two or three guards in the opening seconds, the 2/1 advantage over Faso?s side would be much closer to a fair fight. He could reduce the numbers from 18 to as few as six or even less.

Genda held Tashi close to him. ?Here?s our chance to escape. I can?t protect you against all these guards, so I?m going to create a diversion and I need you to sneak by. Once you?ve made it out safely, I will be close behind.? He replaced the power pack of his TR-159 and gave her the pistol again. ?Just in case, but keep it hidden.?

Tashi gestured to her undergarment. ?How? Slip it in between my breasts??

He held his serious exression. ?Don?t use it unless you have no other choice. It?s better that you drop it before a fire fight starts.? He nodded. ?Wait for me to shout ?come and get me? before you make your way to the exit.? The two just stared at each other for a long moment before Genda kissed her and turned the corner.

In Faso?s hanger were two heavily armed-vehicles equipped with powerful blaster cannons and he knew that he had to take them out first. They weren?t active, but once the battle broke out, either side could have gone for those turret-mounted repeators. From behind a cargo canister, he threw his last two ion grenades, disabling either the weapons or the vehicle?s power generators. After the first EMP was unleashed, he ran across the room, firing wildly at a formation of guards standing near each other.

By the time the second grenade went off, the guards started aiming for each other. As he ran across the wall behind Faso?s forces, he had hit five from the opposition?s ranks and found cover behind another cargo container. He heard a lot of comotion from the negotiator who believed Genda was Faso?s guy and shouted out an order before being silenced. Ten seconds after the firefight started, the blaster shots began to die down. It was then that Genda shouted for Tashi to run.

When he got up from behind his cover, Genda got a glimpse of more guards belonging to Faso outside that he had not seen before... Tashi was moving in their direction. ?No, Tashi! Go back! Fall back!?

She had already moved into sight of the remaining few guards and Genda had alerted them to her presence. She had hea

 

Ummm. Wow! This is good! I've only read the first post so far but I'm posting this so when I get back on theforce.net I can find this story easier!

 

As the pair made their way through the urban areas, there had been no pursuit. Tashi didn?t have any shoes to protect her feet and despite the smoothness of the artificial pedestrian malls, there had been shards of glass, particulate matter, chemicals expelled from vehicles, and other objects that were painful to walk upon. She tried not to react, given as Genda suffered a terrible injury, but he noticed blood on the sole of her feet and attempted to take her in his right arm.

?What are you doing??

?You need to protect your feet. Should I give you my boots??

She looked to his wounded left arm and couldn?t believe that at a moment like that, he would be more concerned for her feet. ?Genda, that?s not just a flesh wound you have. You need to see a doctor.?

He put his arm around her and gave her some support to reduce the weight on her feet and they kept walking. ?That?s out of the question. If I do, we would both be taken and returned to our master.? he said, emphasizing ?master? sardonically. He never thought of Faso as ?master? and only used the term when he had no other choice.

She gestured for him to stop so she could look more closely at the bone, which couldn?t have healed on its own. There was a large piece of the bone missing, exposing marrow in two locations. All the tendons and the skin that covered the bone were gone, leaving a black and red mess of damaged flesh that went deep into the arm. When she realized the extent of the damage, it was clear that he would die of infection without medical aid. ?Good god. How could you be so calm about this? Isn?t it painful??

?Of course, but the painkiller you gave me makes it bearable. It hurts when I try to move my hand, but that?s because the muscles are gone. I?m probably going to lose my hand... but that?s alright.? He rubbed her back as a gesture. ?It was worth it.?

She gave him a very serious stare. ?This could kill you. This bone...? she pointed to the two places where marrow was exposed. ?...the radius has been opened and separated by that blast. If this isn?t treated, you will die of infection. This is the worst kind of wound you could have taken because everything beyond this point...? she paused as she hated telling him that he would have had to cut off his hand completely. It reminded her of the sacrifice he made to save her life. ?...that is flesh that is open to infection. It would have been better if you lost the hand altogether.?

Genda held the crippled arm using the healthy one and realized the severity of his situation. The painkiller he had been given didn?t mask everything, and he gritted his teeth every time he shifted the arm. ?I need more Vicadin.?

Tashi lightly gasped when she realized that she didn?t take the medical kit with them. In her haste to get them out, she didn?t consider that he needed treatment after that. ?I left the med kit behind, I?m so sorry.?

Genda had been disappointed, but didn?t scold her. As she had been more concerned with escaping than anything else and that it didn?t really matter anyway, he just nodded. ?God... all these years and we finally escape. Now this... I don?t know what to do now.?

She looked into his eyes and then to the wound. ?Genda... I?m so sorry.?

He shook his head and kept walking, Tashi close behind. ?Don?t. I was going to be killed anyway... at least I could, knowing you?re safe.?

She trailed closely behind, thinking that it was all for nothing, but then thought of someone who they might have been able to trust. ?Maybe... I know someone who might be able to help you.?

?Who?? he said, turning around to face her.

?My former master, Delgado.?

Tashi had not spoken much of her past, so Genda didn?t know much of her past masters. She told him of three, but not Delgado. ?How many masters have you had?? he asked.

?A few.? she answered.

?And why would this Delgado help us? How do you know you can trust him??

She stared at him for a long moment before answering. ?I don?t know if he?s even on Sleheyron anymore. He only sold me because he was in financial

 

I missed so much of it!

VERY VERY GOOD JOB!

 

That story is awesome....

 

That story is awesome....

 

It's been a while since I posted, but I've got a number of chapters lined up. I am trying to space them out so that I don't end up posting them all at once and then a period of a month before the next update. I do have a plot developing and I hope you enjoy what's ahead.

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Alayna had had intended to gather everyone to the center compartment of the Ebon Hawk after Genda woke up. He was offered a change of cloths, but he preferred to wear his Echani armour. Alayna wouldn?t have minded that the armour reeked from the years of sweat and blood, but she insisted that Tashi might have appreciated not having the smell of war on him.

The facilities on the Ebon Hawk did not include a shower stall, so he and Tashi shared in a sponge bath for half an hour. Alayna thought it was the best way for Genda to hear the news; from one he cared for. She spoke to Visas, who still did not know that Genda was Alayna?s son. Each took the news with great skepticism.

When the two came out of the medical compartment, Genda?s arm had a brace that was very apparent. It was holding the muscle tissue and bones in place to avoid infection or further damage. There was still some residual pain, but the injury was not at risk of getting worse.

Alayna and Visas were sitting in the central compartment and stopped talking when they heard the door hiss open. Alayna and Genda?s eyes were fixed on each other. Alayna knew she was facing her son. Genda did not know who was upon his gaze.

Alayna broke the tender moment when she stood up and gestured the two to sit down while she and Visas got to chairs on the opposite side of the holo projector. ?Please, have a seat. We have a lot to talk about.?

Although Tashi believed what Alayna told her, she still had doubt on the back of her mind. Genda didn?t speak much of his past life, but she did know that he was an orphan and that it was not because his parents were killed. Even Visas wasn?t aware that Alayna ever had a son. She knew Genda held great importance, but even she was not aware Alayna ever had a child.

Genda and Tashi sat right next to each other as Alayna tried not to smile... partially because she didn?t know how he regarded her, if at all. Tashi wanted to see Genda reunited with his mother, but didn?t actually tell him... only who Alayna claimed to be. Tashi believed what she had been told, but did not want to put so much faith in a stranger?s word.

There was another reason she remained skeptical; she almost hoped that Alayna was lying. Tashi didn?t consider herself worthy of Genda and didn?t believe a mother would have approved of him and a slave. As Alayna sat down, Tashi remained unsure which outcome to hope for.

With Visas sitting next to her, Alayna sat opposite to the other pair and began to tell a story of her past. ?Right now, I?m sure you?re wondering who I am and why we sought you out. I was hoping to keep this secret until we got to know each other a little more, but...? She scoffed. ?I just realized that we?ve never been formally introduced. I?m Alayna and this is Visas.?

?I would prefer not to speak my name.? Genda replied.

Tashi rubbed his shoulder. ?She already knows you. I?m Tashi... he?s my master.?

Genda looked to her. ?You?re not a slave anymore. Please don?t think that, alright??

?Actually, I really don?t know your name.? Alayna said.

Genda looked at her as if to silently say ?is this a joke?? ?You claim to be my mother... and you don?t even know who I am??

Alayna nodded and continued. ?I didn?t name you. I gave that privilege to your foster father, Jason Marsden. Is that name familiar to you??

Genda looked to Tashi as if to verify what she was told. ?That was my father?s name, yes.?

She smiled. ?And what name did he choose for you??

He shook his head. ?You know the name of my foster father, but that doesn?t mean that you are who you claim to be. I mean... my mother??

She nodded nervously. ?Yes. Your father?s name was Spratt Genda, he was a Mandalorian.?

That got his attention. ??Spratt?? Was that my natural father?s name??

?Yes. And may I ask your name??

 

Im hooked. I love the writting...can't wait for the next chapter to see what genda and company do

 

WOW! "The Exile's Son" part in the title caught my attention and ZAP! Now I'm hooked! Much better than I expected.
Still need to finish the last three updates, will read them when I return home later (in Uni's library at the moment, procastrinating thanks to your cool fic).

 

Sorry, not an update.

I just wanted to say that I've been on this site for over a year and a half and my fic, "Shadow of Destiny" AKA:Shrouded in Darkness had been up for a long time and only got like three replies for seventeen chapters such as what I've posted here. I must say that I was very frustrated as I watched so many uninteresting and unclever titles with fewer replies top the list while my stories just drizzled down from one page to the next while I just hoped someone would take an interest at some point.

Now that I readers routinely commenting and even looking to my other fics, I must say that it is greatly appreciated. I know that many of you actually write your own fictions, so you know what it is like to get feedback for your effort. Even a simple compliment now and again can mean a lot and even motivate you to keep writing.

I just wanted to say thanks and will keep updating. I hope I don't disappoint.

 

I like your stories; they rock!

 

Early the next morning on the Ebon Hawk, Tashi awoke with an unpleasant feeling in her stomach. Since losing the twins, she had an uncomfortable, but bearable ache that had been growing worse. When she heard activity outside their quarters, she approached Alayna with the hope she could treat it. Genda continued to sleep.

Tashi was very uncomfortable laying on the medical bed with the mother of her lover poking and prodding. She would have had no issues with a stranger, but Alayna... she wasn?t a stranger, yet she certainly didn?t know the woman examining her. Tashi didn?t know it, but Alayna had the same reservations with her son?s loved one.
After an evaluation of a blood chemistry test, Alayna had a confounded expression, turned to Tashi, and reluctantly asked a medical question. ?Tashi... have you recently been pregnant??

She looked her in the eye. ?Yes. And I was induced into labor two days ago.?

Alayna crossed her arms, but looked away as she hesitated again. ?Was Minoru the father??

?Minoru?? Tashi asked.

?I?m sorry. I meant... that was the name I knew him by. Was he the father??

Tashi gave a very stern expression,. ?Yes. I carried twins.?

She nodded. ?I wish you had told me yesterday. We could have rescued them while we were there. Now we can?t turn around and go back for them.?

?I was induced three months early. I was told that they are being kept alive in an artificial womb. Even if we knew where to find them, they would have died if they were taken.?

Knowing she made the wrong implication to Tashi, Alayna tried to rectify her error. ?I was just asking. You could have skipped a battery of tests if you told me that in the first place. I wasn?t...? She sighed. ?I guess that I did imply something, but it?s only because I don?t really know either of you.?

?Well if it makes you feel better, I wasn?t allowed to be with anyone else for all the time I was with him, so there was no chance they could have belonged to anyone other than him.?

?Well after you gave birth, the surgeon very crudely patched you up. I only hope they weren?t as hard on... my grandchildren.? She crossed her arms with the datapad still in her hand and an interesting smile at the thought. ?I?m a grandmother.? she whispered.

Tashi smiled. ?How old are you... if I may ask??

Alayna put her eyes back on the datapad in her hand, but kept smiling. ?Forty-one.?

?I had hoped not to tell you, given that there was nothing that could?ve been done. I was hoping that in a few months, about the time they were mature enough... you could possibly go back for them??

?I?ll see what I can do, but until then...?

?Thank-you. As for now, how long would it be before Genda and I could...?

Alayna sighed again, not fond of the thought of the two being intimate. ?Are you talking about when you could expect to be pregnant again, or just for the sake of it??

She shrugged her shoulders.

?When I?m through with you, you would be medically fit, but not Genda with that wrist. It would be a few weeks before you can expect to become pregnant again.?

Alayna went back to check the medical instruments and referencing the computer console. Although she had been trained in medicine, Alayna consistently needed to brush up on the procedures she didn't often perform. Tashi noticed that look which Alayna showed whenever the subject of she and Genda came up. ?Look, I know you asked me not to say anything again, but I really get the impression that you have a problem with me. I almost imagine you telling me of the wickedness of my ways. I admit that I had some influence on him, but it was always Genda who seduced me... not the other way around.?

?Please! I?m not...? Alayna calmed herself and explained the source of her concern. ?Jedi can?t have families. They aren?t supposed to fall in love. Emotional attachments make it difficult for one to harness the power of the Force. Tashi, there?s going to come a time when Genda?s going to have to choose between either you or becoming a Jedi. Frankly, the Order is going to need people like him if we are to endure. I wanted to teach h

 

I had missed a few updates but excellent! If you could PM me with updates for this one I won't miss them again =]

Loving the conflict between all parties involved, and I do like the new title - slightly less obvious since I had guessed who Genda was from the beginning . Keep writing and I hope to see more soon!

 

That was great. Keep it up

 

Shortly upon his discharge from surgery, Genda returned to his hospital room with an anxious Tashi awaiting him. Upon his arrival, they held onto each other with all their strength. They saw that there were a few hours before Alayna said they were expected to return. The two of them sat on the hospital bed and Tashi curled beside Genda. ?I never really did thank you for saving my life. Oh, and I have a surprise for you.? She held back her hair and turned to show Genda the back of her neck, free of the numerous branding tattoos that once she wore.

He grinned with much joy at what he saw. ?I have never seen such a beautiful neck in my life. How does it feel??

She rubbed the skin, still sore after the procedure that removed both the ID chip and tattoos that identified her as an experienced slave. As glad she was to have them removed, Tashi couldn?t help but feel that all she had worked for before that had been lost. Even after being sold to another master, a new tattoo on the back of the neck had been a thing to take pride in. Even at 33, she had more tattoo ?badges? than most slaves had in a lifetime.

?It feels... like... I guess I?m glad you?re pleased at least.? she answered.

Genda was puzzled. ?You?re not??

?What am I supposed to feel?? she asked.

He shrugged his shoulders. ?I guess nothing. You?re your own master now.? He pulled her closer and whispered into her ear. ?Which means that if I say ?I command you to take off your clothes and sleep with me now,? what would you do??

Tashi folded her arms and looked away with barely any enthusiasm when she answered. ?I would do it, only it would be by choice; not because I?m obligated to do it.?

Genda gently placed his hand under her chin and redirected her head towards him. ?Aren?t you excited that you no longer have to do anything against your will? I?m not your master anymore, you never again have to worry about being punished for no reason at all, being called property, having your feelings matter to more than just me.? He placed his hand on her stomach. ?Seeing your children grow up, meeting your grandchildren.?

She sighed. ?Grandchildren? I never thought of that, but my oldest daughter may already be a mother, herself.?

He thought for a moment. ?Nenya? She?s only fourteen, isn?t she??

Tashi nodded. ?I had hoped she would?ve qualified to be educated for skilled duties. That way, I would have been able to raise her for a little longer, but five was when they decided she was qualified to be a basic servant. She likely would have started being used as an incubator by now.?

Genda placed his hand over hers. ?Is there any way to track her or the others??

She shook her head. ?No. You risked too much for me, let alone for children that are not even yours. Don?t get any ideas.?

Genda?s hand went towards the collar of her robe and he slowly pulled it away to reveal some of her cleavage. ?Too late.? She stared at him with a stern expression and his hand stopped where it was. Without any words, he reset her robe the way it was.

Then a laugh burst out of her as she took joy in defying him. ?Alright, I admit that this does have its advantages. I could torment you now because you can?t touch me if I don?t give you permission, can you??

?Nope. Your body is yours and yours alone.?

She rolled on her side and curled up next to Genda. ?Thanks to you, I belong to myself...? She appeared to start unraveling his robe, but then reset it and patted his chest before she rolled off the bed, chuckling. ?...and not you, buster!?

Genda seemed disappointed, but then smiled proudly. ?I saved your life.?

Her smile vanished, but then she went over to lock the door and turned around. ?Alright, I can?t beat that. I actually have something for you. It?s not as great as what you gave to me, but I think you?ll like it.? She pulled off the wrapping that she wore over her surprise and then Tashi posed for him.

Genda couldn?t help but laugh out loud radiantly. ?You got another one??

Tashi had on a new outfit to replace the one that she had on Sleheyron. She spun herself around to show both f

 

Okay, I've been having trouble keeping this story straight between this and another site. I started off on one version, but then scrapped it and went back to rewrite content from as far back as chapter 8. Here's a piece that replaces a chapter that I put in which was out of order.

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Alayna and Visas walked to the entrance of the Jedi Temple, once the pinnacle of the Jedi, but has since laid in ruin like the rest of the Order. The last time Alayna had seen it was almost twenty years ago... although the shell remained, the beating heart has long since been lost.

After joining Revan to protect those she loved only to have them turn their backs on her when she needed them most... it hurt her worse than being severed from the Force. The love and concern she held for the Order, which was more dear than her own life, had since been poison in her veins.

She remembered the last time she laid her eyes on the massive structure; she remembered that she desired to see the Order die for what they did. If she had known then that her wish would have come true, her parting might have been easier. As she looked upon the Temple twenty years later, it hurt more than ever before. Her mind wasn?t so much on the injustice committed against her as it was on the loss and the waste of it all.

People often said that revenge didn?t ease pain, but Alayna didn?t believe it was that simple. Her exile wasn?t the fault of the Order, but of a much smaller group who were also responsible for Revan?s rise to power. Although Masters Vrook, Atris, and even Kavar made the implication that she brought everything upon herself, Alayna knew that it was the High Council who had the power and they were the ones who turned their backs on her.

However, the Order?s demise wasn?t the revenge Alayna wanted. She desired more for the Jedi to have accepted her back as a sister-in-arms, even when the Force had returned to her. More than that, she would have wanted the Council to have done the right thing before Revan stood against them under a banner the rest of the Order would have followed. They should have known that what they did was supposed to represent that of the Order. When they disregarded the opinions of the other Jedi, they stopped following them... and they were right to do so.

It was for that reason Alayna wasn?t with the others at the birth of her new Order.

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(six years earlier)
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?Alayna, I don?t understand. Why do you think you have to leave?? Mical asked.

Alayna looked out a nearby window, which revealed a starry sky and two moons as their orbits nearly aligned in front of one another. From their perspective, the larger moon was about to be eclipsed by the smaller one. It was at about that time when the shadow of the closer moon was cast upon the more distant globe... revealing that the closer of the two crescent-shaped objects was much smaller than the one behind. She gestured to the sky. ?Mical.?

He and she planned that night so they could watch a fairly rare event on Dantooine. It was not a perfect eclipse where there would have been two full moons, one in front of the other, because Dantooine would have eclipsed them both... that event spurred less awe than what the two of them were watching. What they saw was one moon partially eclipsing another. From the eyes of the viewer, the smaller moon looked larger, but its shadow upon the more distant moon showed its true size.

Mical looked closely to see that there indeed was a shadow upon the more distant moon. ?Fascinating. To think that this is really happening... that those are moons we see. And yet, they seem so small.?

She chuckled. ?If you?re not convinced, we could take the Ebon Hawk and see just how small they really are. Or maybe we could watch the shadow from the orbit of one? It would be just as real there as it is from Dantooine.?

Mical turned his attention away from the sky and back to Alayna. ?I suppose that this must not be anything special to you, but I find this a breathtaking event. To me, it shows much more than either one alone. From here, you can clearly

 

This regards to the long delay in this story. I've found that with a lack of interest, I tend to forget these things and hope that at least... someone would want the chapter to come out. Just a simple compliment, maybe a suggestion, or if someone asked to be notified of updates... do I have any readers whatsoever?

I'm going to post whatever I've already prepared for the next chapter either way. If no one's reading, then I just see no reason to continue with this. Please, someone reply to this.