In Perfect Love and perfect trust | By : jennaraven Category: Star Wars (All) > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 6123 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: In Perfect love in perfect trust Author: Jennaravenrose Rating: Mature For graphic violence and torture, sexual depravity. F/F slash If underage or u find this offensive, why are you still reading this didn't the first chapters give u a clue Chapter 9 Isis was let out of the med ward in a few days. She was ordered confined to her room until she was fully healed. After the first day of absolute boredom, She finally managed to hobble her way to the mirror and keep in touch with her friends. She wished they would be allowed to visit her. Something was happening out there and she could almost feel the tension in the air. Obi was still alive; she wished she could talk to him. Lately her only visitor had been Dooku. She debated asking him for at least something to read. She was so bored on the fourth day she had two visitors, Dooku and an old man. /His Grandfather/ She thought sitting up to greet her visitors ."Greetings my dear" "hey Dooku" she answered "I have someone here who wishes a word with you" said Dooku then he looked at the old man. His head was covered by a heavy cloak, which dwarfed the smaller man. "Leave us," said the hooded man "yes master," answered Dooku. Then Dooku stepped out of the room. The old man looked around the room noting their surroundings .she wondered who he was. "You must be very bored here" he said at last "yes, there isn't much to do around here" she answered. "I will make sure Dooku gives you at least something to read while you recover" he said "thank you, sir" she answered. She saw the mans mouth curve into a smile. "You are very polite" he observed, "my mother always taught me not to be rude, there's no reason to be" she responded "I have been observing your progress, you show much potential" he said "thank you" she responded "has Dooku told you what is going on here "he asked "just about the separatist movement, though I'm only aware of this side of it" she answered "yes well, that can be expected" he said "why did he call you master?" she asked he smiled at her boldness "he is my apprentice" he answered "Apprentice to what?' she asked for the first time the old man looked up at her, she could have sworn she saw yellow eyes glaring back at her "why the Sith of course" he answered smoothly. For a few minutes there was silence between them. He seemed to be considering something then he left, when he opened the door she heard him say to Dooku "she'll do". Then the door closed and the mysterious man was gone. Isis let out the breath she didn't know she was holding. She felt thoroughly creeped out; she had an insane urge to go take a hot bath. Some hours later a data pad was delivered along with her food. She silently thanked the creepy old guy. Least he kept his word. Dooku walked Sidious around the compound. His master had asked to see the young girl after hearing about her fight with Grievous. He had been watching the holovid recordings of Dooku's students. When it came to this girl, Sidious noticed a certain amount of tension where she was concerned. Sidious was intrigued to say the least; he wanted to see what kind of creature could stir up such fire in his apprentice. After meeting her face to face he knew why. But he doubted his apprentice understood the power of this little siren. He would be watching her indeed as closely as he watched Skywalker. Dooku escorted him towards his ship; they went over details as they walked. Giving his orders for one set of plans while mentally he had another set he was working on. He boarded his ship, and it left Dooku sighed in relief, glad that his master was gone. He wondered what Sidious meant by she'll do. He looked back at the building concern on his face. He walked back into the building determined to bring the young woman into the fold. For some reason her loyalty mattered to him. He just could not get her out of his thoughts. She was so young compared to him, or least that's what he kept telling himself that too bad his heart refused to listen. He found himself in the med ward again and realized the force must have guided his steps because he had made no conscious decision to go there. He walked into the room Isis was in. she was sitting up in the bed. The doctor was using a bone knitter on her ankle, the girl was swearing profusely. He took a seat next to her and reached out and grasped her hand. She tightened her grip in response to a pain spasm. He didn't remove his hand. When the doctor was done she turned and looked at him in surprise. "I wanted to talk to you and congratulate you on your victory". He said She glared at him obviously offended by his attempt at humor. "So sorry I could not resist teasing our newest commander" he said with a grin. "I don't recall accepting the decision," she said with a raised eyebrow. "Yes well I need you to come to a decision quickly" he said She sighed she was hoping to delay this "very well I'll give you my decision before dinner" she responded. He smiled at her "actually you may provide it at dinner, I've already taken the liberty of ordering a more private eating arrangement" he said The girl responded by glaring angrily at him and crossing her arms over her chest. "I thought we agreed to only one night?" she said angrily. "I don't recall such an agreement," he answered. "Would you forgive me for attempting a more gentlemanly approach?" he countered. "That didn't occur to you before?" she answered. He sighed "my dear I have no wish to argue with you, I just am asking for a second chance" he said she continued to glare at him. "Will you at least give me the chance to apologize?" he asked She snorted in derision "go ahead" she said "Isis I'm sorry if I hurt you if I could do it all over, I would have done things differently, I regret the way I treated you" he said "that's all?" she said sounding slightly outraged. "That was the worst apology I ever heard" she said, "Yes, while I regret the way our relationship started I do not regret our tryst, that I will not apologize for" he said. "Your lousy at this?" she answered coolly "yes well at least I'm honest with myself," he answered "What is that supposed to mean!" she said angrily "it means dearest that I am honest with myself enough to admit that I enjoyed myself the other night, when will you admit it?" he retorted She responded with outrage and a slap. He caught her wrist before it connected "Bastard!" she hissed through clenched teeth. "There it is I knew there was a fire inside of you, let it out my dear, feel, embrace your emotions don't deny them" he said putting his arms around her shoulders she struggled briefly before relising that she couldn't walk away with a broken ankle "let go" she ordered he kissed her neck "when I'm done and not until" he said she relaxed and he shifted so he could sit with her. "Emotions are what makes you stronger, stronger than the Jedi could ever hope to be," he said. She frowned, oh great more rhetoric. "Love, hate, passion, all the strongest of emotions, something the Jedi even deny having, don't ever deny them they are your strength. "Is that why you left the order?" she asked She was met by a momentary look of shock. "Where did you hear that?" he asked, "I didn't but I had my suspicions" she answered. "Yes, yes I did leave the Jedi for many reasons including their philosophy" he stated. "Why do you hate them so much if they used to be friends?" she asked He sighed, "Because they can not change, they are so stuck in their ways" "they are as if dead already and they serve an equally dieing republic," he said. What he was going to say next was interrupted by a knock on the door. Dooku answered it and allowed the servant in. the droid was pushing a cart filled with food, all of which looked very expensive. The droid left and Dooku picked up a napkin and spread it on her lap. "I hope you are hungry my dear" he said. He set up a lap tray and handed her a plate of food. He sat on the end of the bed and started to eat the contents of his own plate she concentrated on hers for a few seconds. "So basically you just lost faith?" she asked He nodded "yes, I guess you could see it that way" he answered I still to this day don't know why I joined them. Maybe I was hoping to use my position to avoid him. Unfortunately that didn't work. When he had taught class that day I knew in my heart that he wanted more than a one-night stand. I tried my best to ignore his advances by focusing on the class. That was more or less a mixed success, mostly due to soreness. Dooku kept using me to demonstrate moves. Either he was trying to embarrass me or just enjoyed dumping me on my ass. I returned the favor a few times when he used our closeness to touch where he shouldn't. He must have gotten tired of it because he called lunch, after he gave instructions for us to return. I told the girls on the way to lunch. If I hadn't calmed them down I swear Dooku would have lived out the rest of his days underneath a rock. After lunch I had my fateful duel with Grievous. I still have no idea why I said yes to that. Maybe I was crazy, I don't know. But it landed me back in the infirmary again.
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