#if i save every harper i draw this account would never be dead ever

[plulp]

yknow kylar isnt my favorite character but the owl plushie really raised the bar by like maybe 30%

[muses-darling]

Fire & Fury - A Star Wars AU  - Ch.3 Turned Around

“What do you know of your family before you came to the order Kit?” Gabriel asked.

“Only that I was born on Alderaan, that at the tender age of three I was brought to the temple and from there I was raised in the ways of the Jedi.” 

“Mmm, yes, that is true, are you aware of how you were brought to the temple? Of what lead to us discovering you and your force abilities, deciding that you were to be raised a Jedi?” Gabriel asked as they sat in the Jedi Council chamber. 

“I am not aware Master.” Kit sat frowning. 

“It was no accident your discovery. We had been in pursuit of a group of dark Jedi that had left the order, we tracked them down to the planet of Alderaan where they had chosen to hide away when we came upon where they had hidden we discovered you.”

Kit listened his face serious, “We? You mean you?”

“I was but one of those on the mission yes,” Gabriel nodded. “We entered their hideout. While searching through the rooms I found yours, you were asleep in your bed. So peaceful, so uncorrupted by the dark side unlike your parents.” Gabriel admitted. “I was given permission to take you so I did.” 

“You took me?” Kit asked. 

“It-It was for your own good Kit, you parents were becoming Sith Lords.” Gabriel assured him.

“You took me? STOLE ME FROM MY PARENTS!” Kit stared at the man horrified. “You stole me!” There were tears.

“Now Kit I know you are upset but you don’t know them.”

“You took that from me.”

“They were evil Kit.” Gabriel said. “All Sith Lords are.”

“But they could have been saved.”

“They were too far gone.”

“So they are dead?” Kit looked horrified. 

“I know not, I was only a knight then. I would assume so as I have heard nothing on the matter since. Kit, I- I only did what I felt was right at the time, what I still feel is right.”

“Stealing children from their homes?” Kit asked. “How many Master Gabriel? How many have you stolen?”

“Just you.” 

“The Order?”

Gabriel said nothing.

Kit shook with rage, standing up, “As Lord Ignis is a Sith perhaps he will have some insight on what happened to my Family. On what happened to my memories.”

“Kit you should honestly-” Gabriel began but fell silent when Kit turned upon him.

“I’m done taking your advice Master.” He glared before turning and leaving.

Gabriel watched the closest person he had ever had to a son leave. “Oh Kit I’m so sorry.” 

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Glittering lights shone above the mingling of the fabulously wealthy, the scum of the underbelly of society, and everyone caught in between. Here one could gain the fortune of their lives or gamble it away. If one was careful then one could make an excellent score, here if one was polished enough, had connections, and an exceptional woman with breathtaking capabilities each one unique involving all manner of weapons one could easily find the sweet spot of any mark.

While he could have his eyes on the many beings that surrounded them he could only keep his eyes off of her for a moment. She was so elegant her dress was one that left very little imagination to the simple onlooker, but his imagination ran wild with it. 

“Keep your eyes on the prize darling,” Honey told him pressing a kiss to his ear as she spoke adjusting his bow-tie. “You can ravish me on a pile of credits when we are done here.” 

“You know me too well.” 

“I know us too well. Now then it’s all in place, I’ll seduce the mark, you come looking for me and then we’ll get our credits.” 

“A bit more than that but yes,” Alucard smiled. “We will get what we came for.”

“Then leave all the richer for it.” Honey smiled before she pulled away with a careless laugh. 

Drac lead her to a table where they played one of the games. As the losses came Drac pretended to get frustrated before Honey made a snide comment leading him to raise his hand to her. It was all for show and something they had rehearsed, it was his least favorite part of the whole thing. 

Honey let the fake tears well up into her eyes as she left the table.

Drac drained his glass before leaving in a huff to go to his position waiting for his next cue.

Honey sobbed until she got out to a balcony noticing that she had been followed.

“A pretty lady shouldn’t have so many tears to shed.” The man said. “Not when I can make her so happy.”

Honey turned and felt a smile come to her face, easily rehearsed so that it came naturally. “Oh thank you.”

“Why don’t we get a drink?” He suggested to her. 

Honey grinned. “Oh of course.” She took his arm letting him lead her to the bar flashing her dazzling smile letting her eyes look at him up through those lashes of hers. 

At the bar he got them drinks and they went to a alcove to drink. While taking her drink she heard the commotion of Layla knocking someone out turning but recognizing where her hand was she slipped the thin dissoluble land in his drink. It was gone by the time he looked back as she sipped her own drink. “What a night.” She shook her head. 

“All the better with you in my company sweetheart.”

“Oh I’m sure.” She said watching him down most of his drink. 

He coughed and she looked alarmed. “Oh, these bartenders and their mixing drinks. Why don’t you come up with me to my room? I can mix you something exquisite.”

He set the drink down and followed her to the room he was out by the time he entered the room. Taking a look through his pockets she smiled as she found his information. “Thank you for your contributions.” She patted his head. “Not that you’ll notice, so wealthy you could spend a million credits and use another to clean up your spilled drink.” She transferred the credits to an undisclosed account that would slowly transfer the funds to other accounts then theirs before erasing all paths that lead between the two. Ripping off the man’s pants she undressed leaving her clothes here and there before dressing in her getaway clothes. 

“You know, we really need to come up with a new gambit.” Alucard told her in the waiting speeder. “I really don’t like it. I know you came up with it but-”

Honey leaned in and kissed his cheek. “does a million credits help?”

Alucard looked to her. “It isn’t about the money, I don’t want to hurt you Honey I never have and I never will again.” 

“I’ve had worse. It works so well in our favor.”

“That isn’t the point Raelia.” he never used her name, never. “I love you and raising a hand to you even if it is your idea never sat well with me.” He drove as he spoke. “I love you and I was raised to never hurt the woman I loved.”

“I know that, but if it helps after this we won’t ever need to.” Honey rested her head on his shoulder before they were made to come to a stop. “What’s-” An explosion cut her off as the speeder crashed to the ground sending them both from it. 

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The dark and dank cell was the only thing he had seen for the last few weeks especially the ceiling for most of it as he was left to lay there breathing, twitching and drooling. His body ached, and his mind wandered to the sunny golden haired lover that he continued to protect, his Kit. His mind drifted searching for even a glimpse of him in the force and found little trace of him. Something wasn’t right. Was his Kit in a coma? His hand slowly agonizingly reached for the kyber crystal around his neck, fingers lovingly wrapping around the green crystal. Where was he? Where was his Kit? These were the things that he wondered until sleep claimed him. 

Sleep did come for him, not the kind blissful sleep like when his arms wrapped around the gentle frame of his love, as he nestled his face among the dense ringlets, breathing in the soft floral scent the man wore. Lips pressed in a kiss to the man’s head as he let bliss come to him. No such comfort was here for him, and he found no similar fondness in the force. He had to get free. He had to find Kit. How? Every movement was a trial? His body needed to recover or he would be of no use to Kit. Hades lay there struggling to stay asleep to heal, Kit had taught him such a thing within the force, healing. It was odd, a year ago he would have scoffed at the idea of using the light side in his efforts to save the one who was most precious to him, or that he would have someone so precious to him for that matter. Having Kit in his life was so great an influence that he couldn’t ignore, the man had truly brought him back from the darkness shown him a new path. 

Dreams filled his mind and none of them helped him. Sitting up he came to the realization that no sleep none that was worth having was to be had. As he reached a sitting position he ignored the protest and plea coming from his body. He focused his mind instead on the force the lighter side drawing on it wrapping himself in it. His eyes faded to their hazel blues that they naturally were away from the twisted ones he wore as a Sith. Closing them he began using the force to end the aching, to heal, he had to, not for his sake, for Kit’s sake.

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Echos, thumps, groans, creaks, all other manners of unsettling sounds filled the air around the ship as Crowley helped set up a perimeter around them.

“Master Crowley I don’t really like this place,” Ben said watching something shift in the trees above them. “It feels gross.”

“My thoughts exactly dear boy,” Aziraphale glared at Crowley. “See even Ben doesn’t like this place.”

Crowley sighed, “Well I didn’t hear any ideas from you about where else we could hide from them. Until we can establish a connection to Kit, I think for the time being we should hide here.” 

Ben walked to where a piece of the ship had landed and picked it up noticing another he followed it picking up the trail till he looked up and realized how lost he was. “Masters? Masters Crowley and Aziraphale?” Arms dropping the items falling to the ground. “Hello?’

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Harper came down, the ramp sensing something was wrong. Looking she knew it. “Guys? HEY!”

Both men ceased arguing and looked up at her. 

“Where’s Ben?”

“What?” They asked looking at each other, her, then around them. “BEN!”

Harper felt panic but pushed it down. “We are not resting till we find him.”

“Someone has to stay with Juliet.” Crowley reminded them.

“I’ll stay with her,” Aziraphale said. “It was your idea to come here.”

“Alright then,” Crowley nodded. “That’s fair.” He looked to Harper. “Stay close last thing we need is both of you lost.” 

Harper nodded grabbing her lightsaber and Ben’s. “In case he needs it when we get to him.”

“Good thinking.” Crowley nodded.

“One of us has too.” Harper said dryly.

Crowley gave her a look but said nothing as they went into the forest beyond.