It was very kind of Denis Villeneuve to cast Timothée Chalamet in the new Dune and give me the absolute best portrayal of a younger Raven that I could possibly ask for.
Seriously, put some snow in the background, swap a sandworm for a dragon and it’s there. Even the shots with his Father and training with his mentor are perfect.
The gif (if it decides to play) would be Raven getting chewed out, the cocky little jerk.
Summary: Seralas secret is out, and a decision is made to reveal to Fili just who she truly is. The encounter leaving more questions than answers for the oldest Durin, and what this could mean for his family.
Serala quickly removed herself from Fili as she ran into her bathroom slamming the door behind her. Her back pressed against it as she glanced in the mirror, her eyes shining a bright gold. Swallowing her head fell back against the wood as she ground her teeth together. She should have been smarter, making sure to calm herself first. A knock sounded on the other side, her ears picking up Fili’s steady heartbeat. “Serala? Are you okay? Talk to me please.” Closing her eyes, she turned pressing her forehead against the cool surface of the door. “Fili I… I don’t think I can, there is a lot of stuff you don’t know about me. Stuff that isn’t normal.” It was silent for a few moments before his soft buttery voice spoke, “try me amrâlimê.” Serala sighed as she closed her eyes, his words calming her down significantly. Her hand gripped the doorknob as she gently opened the barrier between them. Serala looked up at him her once golden eyes now a soft brown, Fili stepped towards her his hand caressing her cheek. His hand was warm, and she leaned into it a small hum leaving her. “You can trust me Sera, please tell me.” She nodded as she gently wrapped her hand around his wrist tugging him towards the bed they just shared. She sat down grabbing her discarded shirt slipping it over her head, as she wrapped the blanket around the rest of her body. “Have you ever heard the legend of the Loup garou?” Fili tugged his boxers on before taking a seat beside her slowly nodding, “Thorin used to tell Kili and I tales about the Loup garou. It’s a werewolf legend, right?”
“In a sense yes, how does Thorin know the legend?”
“Just a legend he would tell us to scare us into listening to our mother.” Fili winced mentally for responding so quickly. He hoped she would buy it, at least for now.
Serala sighed before deciding to continue her explanation. “There is some truth behind it Fi. My family comes from an extensive line of Loup garou lineage.”
“So, your ancestors had the ability to shift into a werewolf?”
“Yes. Nothing like what you see in the movies or what’s described in books either. In our true form we look like an average wolf.” Fili licked his lips and looked towards the bedroom wall, taking in Seralas words. His uncle had occasionally discussed the legends with him. Claiming that the Loup garou had defended the line of Durin for centuries even fighting beside them in battle. “Fi?” Filis eyes darted back to her as she sat there staring at him. “How many of your kind still exist?”
“Honestly, I’m not even sure. I just know in my father’s pack there are around twenty, not including my brother and I.” Licking her lips she reached over taking his hand in hers, “I want to show you who I truly am Fi. Something I’ve never shown anyone before.” Fili nodded his hand giving hers a gentle squeeze. “Get dressed and meet me out on the deck.” Serala stood not bothering to put anything else on as she opened the back door and stepped into the cool night air. She placed her hands on the wooden railing as she waited for Fili, her mind racing. Never had she told anyone about her secret, let alone show someone her wolf form. As Seralas mind ran rampant with all sorts of dark thoughts Fili stepped out to join her, “are you sure you want to do this Sera, if you aren’t comfortable you don’t have to.” Staring at him she felt the same calmness that she felt in her bathroom wash over her, her thoughts no longer mattered. She wanted to do this, wanted him to truly see her. “I’m sure Fi, come on.” Taking his hand, she gently tugged him down the steps towards the forest that lay behind her home. Once far enough into the darkness and trees she released her grip on him. “Wait here. No matter what you feel when you see me, don’t run. I only have so much control.” Fili wondered what she had meant by that as he watched her walk towards one of the larger trees in front of them, watching as she removed the shirt she wore. Suddenly she disappeared behind the large trunk, and for several seconds Fili held his breath wondering if he should have followed. Just as his feet went to move, he heard the soft sounds of movement. A beautiful white wolf stepped out from behind the tree, golden eyes shining at him the moonlight making its fur look almost like snow.
The wolf stopped keeping some distance between itself and Fili, and he tried to control the desire to walk over and run his hand through its fur. “Serala?” Its ears shifted forward watching him. Fili decided to act against his better judgement as he slowly began to move forward taking four steps, the wolf lowering its head eyes watching him closely. “I’m not going to hurt you, Sera.” Fili crouched low his hand extended towards her as he swallowed. He wasn’t sure if she would smell him or attack, but he remained calm gauging the situation. He knew if Serala remembered she would be angry he hadn’t headed her warning of not moving, risking her losing control and him being injured. Yet he didn’t feel that she would harm him in her wolf form, he knew she recognized him, his scent. Slowly she stepped forward closing the short distance between them, her nose barely brushing against his hand as she sniffed.
A short whine came from her as a pink tongue darted out to lick Fili’s warm skin. He smiled as he brushed his hand over the short fur on her muzzle then moving to scratch under her chin, watching her eyes close accepting the scratches he provided. Suddenly her head snapped to the side ears perking up, as a low growl sounded from deep within her throat. Fili pulled his hand back as he watched her dart into the dark forest leaving him alone. Looking up her stared at the moon and wondered if Serala would come back, a sharp howl cutting through his thoughts. Taking one last look into the darkness he turned on his heal heading back towards her home millions of questions swirling around in his mind. He knew he would need to talk to Thorin, find out more about the Loup garou legend and what this discovery would mean for them. For now, though, he would wait for her to return no matter how long it took.
I know this chapter is a tad shorter than others, but I was utterly inspired at 3am so I decided to write up a chapter. I’m super happy and excited about where this story is going, and I look forward to writing chapter 5. Again thank you all so much for your support and love it means the world to me!
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Summary: When Fili comes to spend time with Serala she starts to realize just how much of an impact he truly has on her. Her desires bubbling up inside of her, and her inner wolf wanting out to play. The night slowly turns into one of passion and words spoken through touch, and a secret is revealed.
The rest of the work day passed by without a hitch. Kili returning wanting to know what had happened between Serala and Fili. However, Serala had kept her mouth shut; not entirely sure she had wanted Kili to know his brother was coming over to her place, in utter fear he’d have given her crap for it. Upon her return home she had decided a quick shower was in order, her mind instantly wondering to Fili’s lips on her cheek. It wasn’t that she expected anything to happen but if it did, she wouldn’t necessarily complain about it. Once she finished, she put on fresher clothes and checked herself over in the vanity mirror. She gently ran her fingers through her dark hair as she chewed her lip nervously, her thoughts running rampant. The doorbell rang causing her head to snap towards her bedroom door. Fili was here and now she wasn’t sure if having him over was such a clever idea. Serala made her way out of the room making her way down the short hallway. Reaching the front door her hand held the knob, drawing in a deep breath she turned it and pulled it open. Fili stood there, a bag in one hand and a pizza in the other a smile on his perfectly made face. “Hey, you made it.”
Fili smiled his dimples caressing his cheeks, “of course I did. I wouldn’t miss this for the world Sera.” She stepped aside allowing him into her home, watching as he headed straight for the kitchen. Serala quickly closed her door before following behind Fili. He set the pizza down as he reached into a plastic bag. “So, I brought a bottle of red wine and Friday the thirteenth.” She smiled at the him, “you know the way to a womans heart Fi. Pizza, a classic horror movie, and wine.” Fili set the items out on the counter before looking at her, “no not any womans heart, just yours.” Serala’s heart hammered against her ribs as she looked down making her way past him to the cabinets.
“Flatterer.” Fili chuckled as he walked up behind her his hands resting on either side of the counter caging her in, his chest lightly touching her shoulders, “you like it.” For a moment Serala had to close her eyes her hands gripping the handles to the cabinets tightly. Her nails pressing into her palms as she took a deep breath. She could feel her body reacting to him, her inner animal wanting him to claim her. Ignoring the desire to turn around she finally opened the cabinet to pull two glasses out. She turned and pressed the containers into Fili’s chest as a smirk played at his lips. “Get us some wine?” He nodded and spun around his back now to her. Serala couldn’t help but bite her lip as her hands gripped the counter, she was flush against. Taking in a deep breath she walked to the counter to grab the movie case before making her way into the living room. She turned the tv on along with the DVD player as she popped the case open. Fili had come into the living room setting her glass down before taking a seat on the couch. His eyes watching her intently. “So, you said today you found out Jaymes was a douche while I was gone. May I ask what happened?” Serala sighed as she loaded the disc into the player before tossing the case to the side and grabbing the remote. She walked over to where Fili was and sat beside him grabbing her wine glass. “Where do I even begin Fi.” She swirled the liquid before taking a sip and turning her gaze towards him. “Two days after you left, I was at work and Thorin came in to tell me that I could clock out early. I figured since Jaymes was already waiting on me I’d run to grab us dinner. He must have figured that was enough time to have a friend over, when I got back, they were getting cozy. In my bed.”
Fili felt his jaw tense as he listened, he could see the hurt that flashed in Seralas eyes and it made his heart clench. “Sera I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. I shouldn’t have asked.” He watched her place her glass back onto the table next to the remote, sitting back to look into his eyes. She placed her warm hand on his arm as she gave a soft smile, “Fili, its fine. I’m not upset with the fact Jaymes and I split up. More so the fact he cheated instead of breaking it off, and well sleeping with another woman in my bed.” A breathy laugh left her as she squeezed his arm gently before her hand dropped from it. Serala turned her attention back towards the tv, as she gripped the remote and clicked play movie. “Anyway, lets watch the movie shall we.”
They sat in silence as the movie played until she watched Keven Bacon die rolling her eyes. “I swear teenagers in horror movies are so dumb. Always having sex at the worst possible times which leads to them being killed.” Fili chuckled as he looked over at her, “I’m pretty sure this was the eighty’s way of scaring teens into celibacy.” Serala laughed as she turned to stare at Fili. “Well look how well that did.”
They stared at one another for what seemed like forever. Serala could feel her heart hammer against her chest as she glanced down to Fili’s lips, his tongue darting out to lick them. Instinct took over in that instant as she grabbed his glass before placing it onto the table. The movie, pizza, and wine long forgotten as she climbed onto his lap her arms draping over his shoulders.
Fili ran his hands along her sides to her hips as she looked down at him from her spot on his lap. His cerulean eyes darker than they’ve ever been. Slowly Serala leaned down gently brushing her lips against his, “I want you Fili.” Without any hesitation his lips pressed against hers as if she was his oxygen. Her hands wrapping around his neck to play with the hair that rested above his shoulders. A low rumble sounded against her mouth as his hands moved lower gripping her backside pressing her closer to him. A small gasp left her allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth. She became inebriated by his taste, savoring the sweetness the wine added. Slowly Fili pulled away and began to place kisses along her jaw and down her neck nipping at the exposed skin. Serala let her head fall back, closing her eyes tightly feeling her inner wolf trying to make an appearance. She wanted to rip off the clothes that clung to his body, mark him as hers in many ways. Fili tightened his grip as he pushed himself up from the couch, Serala wrapping her legs around his waist instinctively. He began his decent down the hallway to her bedroom both barely able to contain themselves. Once inside he gently tossed her onto the bed before removing his shirt and climbing over her. Serala carded her hands over the lush hair on his chest as she let out a low growl. Fili’s eyes were full of lust as his hands slid under her shirt, helping her to remove the piece of fabric. His hand reached behind her and with a flick of his wrist her bra came loose, quickly she helped remove it before dropping it. A breathy moan left Serala as his mouth found her right breast, his tongue tracing circles over her hardening nipple. His left hand caressing the other his thumb mimicking his tongues motions. Her hands wound through his hair as she lightly tugged, Fili lifted his head to see her staring at him with half lidded eyes. Smirking he removed his hand and slowly kissed down her stomach just stopping above her jeans. His hands now unbuttoning her jeans tantalizingly slow, before gently tugging them off. Fili could see her arousal seeping through her thong as he brought his fingers up to gently touch the outline of her folds. He pushed the fabric aside as he continued his teasing, Serala whining, “Fili please.”
Those two little words were all it took before he slid his pointer finger into her awaiting heat, slowly moving it out before pushing it back in. Finding the right pace and movement Serala felt the white-hot pleasure building inside of her, her hands gripping his hair harder than she meant to. Just as she felt herself reaching the peak of her decent Fili removed his hand, just as she is about to protest, she is unable to form words as his lips replace his fingers. His tongue is just as skilled as his fingers as he brings her past the point of no return, her hands pushing his head as close as he can be. A moan leaves him as he pulls back to look up at her, his tongue darting out to lick more of her from his lips. Serala eyes his jeans before she lets go of his hair, reaching up to switch their position. Her strength allowing her to take control as she undoes the button, mimicking his teasing behavior. His cock sprang free, and Serala licked her lips as she stared at it. She ran her thumb over his leaking head, before bringing it up to her lips her eyes watching his as she tasted him. His face contorted as he chewed his lip, his Adams apple moving as he swallowed heavily. Slowly Serala lowered her lips towards his cock as she opened her mouth to take him in. Filis hand found its way to the back of her head as he groaned his nails lightly scratching her scalp, causing a small hum to leave her. “Oh… fuck Sera…” Her tongue traced his length before she drew him further into her mouth. Fili wasn’t sure how much longer he could wait as he sat up causing Serala to release him with an audiblepop.
“Come here.” His hands gripped her bicep pulling her towards his lap. Her hands holding his shoulders as she hovered over him slowly lowering herself as he slipped between her wet folds. It was at this moment Serala was grateful for birth control, she could feel every inch of him without anything stopping her. His size filling her up as she gripped his body, “oh fuck Fili.” Fili gripped her hips as she began to move her body, lifting his hips to meet her as she rode him. Serala felt the same white-hot sensation overtaking her senses as their bodies met as one. “Fili… I’m close!” He pulled her towards him as his lips met hers in a rough kiss. Serala whined against his mouth as she felt her walls clench around him her nails digging into his shoulders. Fili gave a few more harsh thrusts into her as he came undone, his spend coating her walls. He pulled away from her lips letting his head fall against her shoulder as she brought hers forward to rest against him. “That was amazing.” A laugh rumbled through him as he tried to steady his breathing before pulling away to look at her, his brow furrowing. “Fi, what’s wrong?”
“Serala your eyes… they’re gold.”
Thank you so much for reading! This chapter took longer than expected as I wasn’t sure where I had wanted to go with it at first. This was my first time writing a sex scene, but I promise the next one will be better. As always it means the world to me that you all read my story!
“The lawyer is going to be there, right?” It wasn’t the first time Alpha had asked the question, but you were nervous enough that you didn’t mind the repetition.
“Yes, she said she would be attending the meeting in-person, to advocate for me.”
“Good.” Alpha gave a decisive nod. He had approved of Nora Czajak since she had first sent you a holomessage offering to represent your case.
“I’m not a public defender, but I take an interest in cases that are unusual, or ones in which I think the defendant made the right choice,” she had explained. “I think this case has the potential to be impactful, maybe even set a precedent for Senate workers who feel they’ve been abused. It may never make it to trial - in fact, that’s my main goal - but I would appreciate the chance to be part of it. I’ll represent you pro bono, of course.”
You had thanked Nora Czajak, especially since she had made that final offer. Free representation wasn’t common, especially for lawyers who represented clients like the ones her firm did. Still you had been hesitant when you called her back.
“There’s no guarantee that the Senate will even try to charge me with anything,” you had told her. “This is just a preliminary meeting to discuss what happened on Kamino, and how it affects my contract.”
The lawyer’s eyes had sharpened at that, but her voice stayed gentle. “You’re right: there’s no guarantee that the Senate will try to charge you. But there’s also no guarantee that they won’t. And If they’ve already mentioned contract negotiations, you’ll want me there. Or, if not me, then some other form of representation. I know it’s difficult to hear, but the Senate is a government authority in the middle of a war. The attack on Kamino was widely publicized and the Republic is being criticized. They need to put the blame on someone. Your main concern is to make sure it doesn’t end up on you.”
At length - and with much urging from Alpha - you had agreed, and Nora Czajak had taken on your case. He had liked her blunt speech and distrust of the Senate from the beginning, but she had truly won his loyalty when she had negotiated for him to be at the initial meeting and every one following.
“After all, his perspective is valuable,” she pointed out. “He has been your companion almost since you arrived on Kamino. He knows how the training processes work and he’s seen everything you’ve done for this report. More importantly, he was witness to the situation with your supervisor and was one of the first to respond during the battle. I feel very confident saying that he has earned the right to be present at these meetings.”
And so here Alpha was, fully armored and sitting beside you in your office. He had wanted to stand behind you, but you had refused to let him. First, it would look a bit too much like you were bringing a bodyguard to a holomeeting. That would give the wrong impression of how argumentative you planned on being, and it would relegate Alpha to the status of muscle rather than active participant.
Second, and slightly more important, Alpha towered over you when he was standing. If you were in the frame, his entire head would be cut out of the holo projection.
You had finally succeeded in getting him to sit down, but Alpha looked so incredibly grumpy in the frame beside you that you couldn’t help but laugh.
“You laughin’ at me, neverd’ika?” Alpha asked, glancing over at you with a wounded look on his face.
“Not at all,” you reassured, bumping his shoulder with yours. “Just thinking about how you’re going to scare the poor Senate assistant designated to go over our case.”
Alpha smiled at you for referring to it as ‘our’ case rather than just yours. He had insisted that the situation had been brought about by both of you rather than just you… though he maintained that the Senate was at the most fault.
“You look nice,” Alpha said abruptly. “Too fancy for a meeting with some di’kut, but… yeah. Anyway. When does this start again?”
“Any minute now,” you told him in an effort to keep from smiling like a love-sick idiot. You were, in fact, a love-sick idiot, but that didn’t mean that Alpha needed to know that. Instead, you channeled that energy into bouncing your non-broken leg as you strummed your fingers anxiously. Why hadn’t the meeting started yet?
“Hey, breathe,” Alpha reminded you, his large hand settling on top of your strumming fingers and your bouncing leg all at the same time. “Easy. I know neither of us like meetings much, but we’ll get through it together.”
“Together,” you agreed with a nod, your heart aching at the same time.
When the screen finally connected to the feed from Coruscant, you found yourself looking at a Nikto - impossible to tell whether they were male or female, though it didn’t truly matter - and Nora Czajak.
Nora looked furious, but when she greeted you and Alpha, her voice was as smooth and professional as ever. “I would like to present to both of you the honorable judge T'roir'krivov Oiplis.”
Alpha stiffened beside you as you blinked to hide your own shock. “A pleasure to meet you, Judge Oiplis.”
“Judge, I must once more protest against these proceedings,” Nora told the Nikto. “We were specifically told we would be having a preliminary meeting with a representative of the Senate’s administration offices, not a judge.”
“Your protests have been noted and recorded appropriately, Miss Czajak,” the judge told her, voice steady. “But we must press onward. Administrator, would you be so kind as to explain your involvement in the events leading up to the attack on Kamino?”
You looked at Nora before you did anything more, but she gave you a slight nod, so you did as Judge Oiplis had asked. The judge seemed particularly interested in how you had been the one to request the Kaminoans allow an unknown ship to pass through their security measures.
“I’m afraid it does seem rather conclusive, administrator,” the judge said regretfully. “The Kaminoans want to hold you personally responsible for the damages, as well as the loss of troopers and cadets. The Republic is in favor of putting you on trial for treason.”
Your stomach dropped. How had things gone so wrong so quickly? Alpha squeezed your hand, a menacing scowl on his face.
“You haven’t asked for my testimony yet, Judge,” he ground out, voice deeper than you had ever heard it.
Judge Oiplis glanced at him in curiosity. “Of course, how could I overlook that? Do you have anything to add?”
And Alpha started to speak, telling his side of things from the time you had arrived on Kamino. He talked about how you had thrown yourself into work with a focus that had made him worry about you. He told the judge how you had spoken with every contact the Republic had provided for you, then sought out new ones to give the most accurate representation of Kamino in your report. He spoke about the meals you had skipped, the late nights you had pulled.
You were flattered, but also wanted to sink through the floor at the grin Nora kept sending your way, waggling her eyebrows in a way that managed to look lascivious even through a holocall.
“All of that time and effort put into this report and her supervisor tried to have her booted off the project,” Alpha said eventually. “Not once, but several times. In fact, Brid tried to have her fired outright. She was made to question every order, kept on her toes every time the Senate contacted her. She may have been the one who made the final call to let that ship in, but every other part of the problem was a systemic failure on the part of the Senate. I think she’s just another unfortunate being who the Republic is trying to punish for their own failure. And though I’m just a lowly Captain and Advanced Recon Commando trainer for the Grand Army of the Republic, and my opinion holds no weight… I think she should be rewarded for identifying the system’s flaws before the Separatists chose a larger target. Maybe even Coruscant.”
“That is an excellent point, Captain Alpha-17,” Nora mused, pointedly emphasizing Alpha’s title. “It is clear that there is a breakdown in the Senate’s communication and security systems. If our hard-working administrator had, in fact, neglected to instruct Kamino to admit the ship, it is likely the Separatists would have tried to take advantage of those same weaknesses to attack another target. Maybe Coruscant, maybe not, but it wouldn’t surprise me a bit if some clever Coruscanti citizen were to realize how close the planet came to an attack…”
“If she had reported the breach through the proper channels, it would have been investigated and the problem solved,” Judge Oiplis countered.
“Would it have?” Nora asked, skepticism thick in her voice. “I think not. And why should an administrator who had been treated so poorly put her faith in the same system to help her? Besides, has anyone provided you with the frequency that was used to call Kamino and plant the instructions for the ship’s arrival?”
When the judge shook their head, Nora flipped her datapad around and displayed it. Judge Oiplis’ eyes widened. “That’s a Senate-specific frequency.”
“Exactly,” Nora said, tucking the datapad away once more. “Unless we expect every civilian to do layers of digging into every government communication, there is no way for the Senate to insist that the administrator had not done her due diligence in making sure the communication was legitimate.”
“Thank you all,” Judge Oiplis said. “I will review this information. We will have another call at this time next week to either gather additional information or discuss my decision on this matter, as needed. Until then…”
And the judge swept out of the room, leaving Nora alone. She beamed at the holoprojector. “That was perfect! Alpha, especially you!”
You turned to glance quizzically at Alpha. “How much of that was planned?”
“Systemic failure was mine,” Nora admitted openly. “And rewarded for identifying flaws and so on. The rest was all Alpha. I told him to tell the judge the truth, what he had seen in your time working on Kamino. And he did a beautiful job. Verymoving.”
A red tinge crept up Alpha’s neck, but he kept his gaze firmly on Nora. “What do you think the odds are that they’ll try to take it to court?”
“Low,” Nora said immediately, confidently. “Extremely low. I didn’t even usemy threat to sue them for attempted breach of contract - though that is still an option, by the way - because I’m so sure the case will be dropped.”
“Well, if you do decide to sue for breach of contract, let me know,” Alpha told her grimly. “I’ll testify.”
“Alpha…” you admonished with a weary sigh.
“I’ll keep that in mind, Captain,” Nora agreed, eyes bright with amusement as she turned them your way. “You’re a lucky girl to have such a good man in your life.”
You stammered out a flustered agreement and watched Alpha’s hand tighten on his thigh. Did the compliments bother him that badly, or was the reaction caused by the suggestive way Nora had phrased them? Either way, you cut yourself off so you wouldn’t make him more uncomfortable.
“All right,” Nora said, her all-business tone cutting through the tension of the silence that had stretched a beat too long for comfort. “You two relax for the rest of the night. I’ll be in contact with details about the next meeting. For now, go think about something else. Have fun for me!”
You stood too quickly, trying to ignore the sight of Nora Czajak’s wiggling eyebrows as she faded from the holoprojector’s blue-tinted image. Unfortunately, you had forgotten to factor in the lack of balance that came from having one leg in a cast and you began to topple forward.
Alpha caught you without any reaction, making the motion seem so wholly natural that you forgot to be embarrassed. “Easy there, little one. You did well.”
“I didn’t do anything,” you disagreed. “You did well. Thank you for saying all of that.”
“I just told the truth,” Alpha said, glancing away. You did the same, your face heating as your mind helpfully reminded you exactly what he had said. When Alpha spoke again, it was with the air of a man bringing up an unpleasant topic. “Are you ready to talk about what that meant?”
Ah, so it was an unpleasant topic after all. You tried to avoid his eyes, but it was hard. He had stayed sitting down while you stood, and you were close to the same height because of it. “I didn’t know there was going to be a judge. It means the Senate didn’t tell me everything.”
“It means the Senate set you up to take a fall,” Alpha told you. Now his eyes met yours, his gaze intent and piercing. It was too much, too close, and you wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. The raw honesty in his face held you, kept you staring back as the muscles danced in his jaw. “They’re going to blame you for everything, ruin your life and try to put you in prison, all so they can hide their own failures.”
“That seems a little dramatic,” you protested weakly. “They probably-”
“No,neverd’ika,” Alpha said, eyebrows flattening into a stern line. “I understand, you think the best of everyone, but you need to know this. The Senate doesn’t care about you. The Republic doesn’t care about you. War makes people do terrible things, especially when they’re in positions of authority like that. If the Republic has to choose between doing right by you or keeping the public’s trust by denying their mistakes, which will they choose?”
You could feel your expression change as a wave of cold fear washed through you at that. If Alpha was right - and he probably was - there was no chance that the Republic was going to let you walk away from this unscathed. The needs of one person against those of the entire Republic? It would be far easier to paint you as a traitor and be done with it. Your eyes fell to your feet as you considered that, but they darted up again as Alpha reached out to take your hand in his.
“I’m sorry, little one.” He seemed to be telling the truth. For once, his scarred face was filled with sympathy without an edge of mocking or the cruelty that could sneak in every now and again. His dark eyes were soft and sad, and you wanted more than anything to erase that look from them.
“Maybe prison won’t be so bad,” you offered half-heartedly.
The change that came over Alpha’s face was almost comical. His brow crinkled in confusion as bewilderment, realization, anger, and determination flashed across his face at incredible speed. His hand tightened around yours - too tight for a moment, but he relaxed his grip as soon as he realized.
When Alpha spoke, it was with a grit and unmoveable strength that told you he had no intentions of changing his mind. “You will never see the inside of a prison. You’ll never see the inside of a courtroom, if I have anything to say about it.”
“Alpha, you said it yourself,” you reminded him gently. “The Republic is going to try to paint me as the one at fault for all of this so they don’t lose the trust of every planet who swears loyalty to them. How am I supposed to fight against them when they’re trying so hard to take me down?”
“You aren’t fighting against them,” Alpha growled. “At least, not alone. I know a dozen men who would vouch for your character and I was there for most of the situation pre-attack. I’ll testify for you in a heartbeat. If that doesn’t work, I’ll threaten anyone who tries to push the issue.”
“All that means is that we would end up in prison together,” you said with a small smile.
“Nah,” he denied, sounding abruptly unconcerned. “If it comes to that, I’ll steal a ship and you and I will run to Wild Space. We’ll live away from the Republic if that’s what it takes.”
You didn’t want to encourage him, but as you sat there, listening to Alpha plan a hypothetical future for you both, you couldn’t help the broad smile that spread across your face. He saw the change in your expression and an answering smile crossed his face as he listed civilian jobs he thought you could each do. The fact that he clearly had no idea what a civilian job entailed only served to make you break into giggles.
“What, you don’t think I could be a water-watcher?” he asked, sounding playfully offended.
“I’m sure you could be,” you countered, “but I’m not sure what that even means. Are you watching to keep people from stealing the water? Are you trying to check that nothing comes out of it? Making sure it isn’t sentient?”
“All of ‘em,” he answered. “That’s why I’m the best.”
“You’re ridiculous… but if anyone could convince people to pay them to do it, you could,” you said, trying to keep any hint of inappropriate feeling from your face.
It was a challenge, especially sitting this close to Alpha when he was in one of his rare playful moods, and you ended up glancing down. Unfortunately, your gaze landed on where Alpha’s hand still held yours and he abruptly pulled away, clearing his throat.
“Now, we have most of a week before the judge calls back,” Alpha said, standing up and stretching his shoulders. “You can’t stay here by yourself all day and I have some work to get done. You’re coming with me to the ARC area. At least for today.”
“That’s probably not a good idea.” You didn’t enjoy turning him down so bluntly, but if Alpha had work to do, you would only be in the way.
“It’s not an idea at all, it’s the plan,” Alpha told you, passing you the crutches before he started moving toward the door of your office. “Come on.”
You stared at him for a moment, but positioned the crutches and followed him. Something in his expression warned you that Alpha wasn’t playing games. If your choices were between walking to the ARC area of your own volition or being carried like a child, you would rather walk, even if you had no interest in going to the destination.
Walking through the halls of Kamino was a little uncomfortable for you. It had been nearly a full month since the Separatist attack and much of life in the raised cities of Kamino had returned to normal. Training had been back in session for the past week and the platform that had been destroyed was already being rebuilt. The stilt itself had been largely undamaged, and could be repaired rather than replaced. Certain areas were still marked off with neat signs written in both Kaminoan and Basic, warning that structural instability could be present, but those areas were getting less common every day.
The biggest difference between pre- and post-attack for you was how you were being treated. Surprisingly, the difference didn’t stem from the Kaminoans. No, despite their attempts to use you as a way to force payment from the Republic, the Kaminoans treated you with the same polite, distant manner they always had. The biggest change was from the cadets.
Since you had first stepped foot on Kamino, the cadets had found you interesting enough to talk to and about. You had found their attention flattering, if a little overwhelming, but you weren’t egotistical enough to think it was due to anything other than being one of the first human females that these cadets had ever seen. Alpha had told you that almost verbatim the first day you had met him. For better or worse, the cadets watched you, followed you, and flirted with you any chance they got.
Or, more accurately, they usedto.
Now it was rare that a cadet would even look at you as you walked through the halls of Kamino. When one did, it was usually to eye you suspiciously before he walked away. When Alpha saw it, he wasn’t happy (you could tell by the muscle tensing in his jaw), but he didn’t speak up on your behalf, either.
You couldn’t blame them - Alpha or the cadets. You had hurt Kamino, took away the slight bit of safety the cadets felt here as they were learning to be soldiers. Of course they would treat you with suspicion. What proof did they have that you hadn’t brought the Separatists here on purpose? You would have been wary, yourself. And when one considered that they had lost brothers during the attack? Well, you understood why they had closed ranks, keeping their pain among brothers. Alpha understood it as well, which was why he was doing his best to overlook the new attitude among the young troopers.
You were broken out of those thoughts when you heard raised voices. You were getting close to the ARC area and the noise was coming from the area ahead. You glanced up at Alpha. The captain was frowning, but something about the angle of his brow told you that he didn’t know what was happening, either.
You would have told him to go ahead so he didn’t have to wait for your slower pace, but you were just around a corner from the ARC area and there was little point in it now. You picked up your pace as much as you dared and Alpha followed suit.
When you got to the doorway that led into the ARC’s training area, you found a group of cadets arguing with some of the ARCs-in-training. You kept pace with Alpha as well as you could, but when you heard some of the specifics of what they were saying, you stopped short.
“Don’t let her in there!”
“You can’t trust her! None of us can!”
“If she sees where the ARCs train, how long will it be before there’s another attack?”
“She risked her life to get intel for us during that fight,” Neyo told them, voice deadly.
Drift nodded, sounding more serious than you had ever heard him. “And she did everything possible to keep from becoming a hostage.”
“Yeah,” a tall boy added, looking at the crowd of disgruntled cadets. Three more cadets guarded the speaker’s back. They all looked vaguely familiar, but you couldn’t quite place them. “Why don’t you worry about the real threat here?”
A murmur of action ran through the group of cadets at that and they all began to push closer.
“That so?” one cadet asked with a smirk. “And who exactly is the real threat? You?”
“No, me,” Alpha announced, striding forward. You couldn’t see his face, standing behind him like you were, but he didn’t sound happy. “As a matter of fact, I’m the real threat to Kamino. Look up the rescinded order to stop incoming traffic to Kamino. It’s got my authorization code. Is there something you cadets wanted to say to me?”
Alpha had been lovely with you during the past month. He was kind, attentive, entertaining. He was comforting when you were feeling guilty over the loss of lives during the attack, but he also wouldn’t let you wallow in self-pity. You looked at him and saw a friend - someone you had deeper feelings for, but a friend more than anything.
That changed as you saw him now.
He was in full authority mode, standing there as Captain Alpha-17, trainer of the ARC troopers and trusted leader of troops for the Jedi. He was impossibly tall and broad, cutting an imposing figure even without the bulky plastoid plates of his armor. He stared the cadets down without the slightest hesitation, letting them choose exactly how they wanted to proceed. No matter what decision they made, he would deal with the outcome.
“And you don’t think she’s a traitor?” someone asked.
Alpha laughed. It was not a happy sound. “Kid, I’ve met the Chancellor, and he’s less dedicated to the Republic than she is. She’s no traitor.”
“But that’s what the Republic has said - that there’s a chance the attack was orchestrated from inside of Kamino.”
“How did you get access to the holonet?” Alpha asked him sharply. “You need to learn what news sources to trust. Whatever one wrote that isn’t worth your time. The truth - the real truth - is that the attack came from somewhere inside the Senate, not inside of Kamino.”
“Didn’t you teach us that the only people we can trust are brothers?” one cadet asked, looking more confused than angry now.
“Yes, absolutely,” Alpha told him with total confidence. “Can you trust me?”
The cadets nodded.
“And I trust her. So as long as you think my judgment is sound, I never want to hear another word about her being a traitor. I was there for what happened before the Seppies landed here, and I know the truth. There are people who want to hurt you, but none of them are in this room. Keep your eyes open and your wits sharp, but never forget who had your back when it cost them. Look at her leg. She paid that price with blood and bone. She’s a warrior, not a traitor.”
You struggled not to look away when the cadets glanced in your direction, but you managed to hold their gaze. They still didn’t look happy to see you, but they also didn’t look outright hostile anymore. It was an improvement, no matter how slight.
“Now get out of here,” Alpha ordered. “I know you’re supposed to be doing your own training, not hanging around the ARCs.”
The cadets dispersed, but four of them stayed behind - the same four who had spoken up on your behalf. Alpha motioned you to join them while the entire group entered the ARC area.
When you caught up, Alpha gestured to the four cadets. “Do you remember them?”
You smiled apologetically. “You all look so familiar… but I can’t place you. I’m sorry.”
“The last time we met, I believe you were suffering from a rather great deal of pain,” the cadet wearing goggles told you.
“And had carbon monoxide poisoning,” Alpha muttered.
You shot him a look, but smiled at the cadets as you introduced yourself and offered them your hand to shake.
The cadet with slightly longer hair than you were used to seeing spoke first. “My name is Hunter, ma’am. It’s nice to see you recovering.”
“I’m Wrecker,” said the tall boy who had threatened the other cadets. “You’re pretty.”
“Crosshair,” the thin cadet told you simply, rolling his eyes at his brother.
“And I am Tech,” the goggled one announced, just barely managing to pry his attention away from the datapad in his hand.
“I didn’t know they let cadets have datapads,” Drift said, glancing around Alpha’s shoulder.
“They do not,” Tech told him. “This particular datapad was discarded by a Kaminoan who believed it was unusable.”
“I guess it wasn’t?” Neyo asked.
“I repaired it with very little difficulty,” Tech replied, glancing at the screen once more.
“You four helped during the Separatist attack,” you said slowly. “I think I remember. You had blades you were throwing, and you had a gun.”
You pointed at Hunter and Crosshair in turn and both nodded. Alpha’s hand rested gently on your shoulder. “She still has trouble remembering what happened during the second half of the battle.”
“It comes back in bits and pieces,” you explained, trying to ignore Drift elbowing Bacara gleefully at Alpha’s casual touch. “But what are you doing here? Did you get an instant promotion to ARC troopers? You did handle yourselves well.”
“No, we’ve just liked keeping them around,” Monnk told you, slinging one arm around Crosshair and the other around Wrecker. Crosshair pushed his arm away while Wrecker tried to put the ARC into a headlock.
“We’ve been teaching them some useful tricks,” Alpha told you blandly, but you saw the warmth in his eyes when he nodded back at Hunter. Alpha had taken these cadets in as his own. You were glad to see the connections forming, especially between troopers as highly regarded as the ARCs and non-standard cadets like Hunter, Tech, Wrecker, and Crosshair.
“What’s going on out- Oh. Hey, Captain,” Faie greeted as you reached the section where most of the ARC training actually happened. “Are you back?”
“Yeah, and I’ve brought a visitor,” Alpha told him.
Monnk looked at you with an air of sympathy. “Should have known it was just a matter of time before the captain made you start doing drills with us. Brace yourself.”
“She’s not here to do drills, di’kut,” Alpha said with a scowl. “Her leg’s broken!”
“Sothat’s how you get out of drills,” Drift mused, grinning when Alpha shot him a glare.
“She’s going to be here observing,” he corrected. “So you’re all going to be on your best behavior. Right?”
“Yes, sir!” the four young cadets agreed immediately. The ARCs took a slightly different approach, agreeing lazily or - in Drift’s case - grinning at you as he sent an obnoxious wink in your direction.
“Drift,” Alpha sighed. “It’s not going to be a good day for you, is it.”
Drift grinned at him, too. “It’s always a good day when we have such a lovely guest watching ARC training. Maybe you should join us for a few exercises, show her what exactly you have to offer in the strength and physical fitness departments?”
“Eight laps, full kit,” Alpha barked, turning away from you while he issued instructions to the ARCs as well.
It was a good thing, too. You weren’t sure what kind of look you were wearing, but you were worried it would give you away far too easily. As you noticed the scarcely hidden glee on the ARCs’ faces, you sighed. It was going to be a long afternoon.
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Author’s Note - I said I would post more chapters in May, remember? Obviously, I wasn’t able to wait too far into the month before I posted something!
It’s so lovely to be back, friends! Thank you to everyone who has continued being interested in this story despite the hiatus, or those who have just found this story and are interested in seeing where it goes! I hope you enjoyed, and I’ll be back with another update soon!
Alright- LBGT and all others in the kingdom of God
So we now know, that everyone who voted for that pedophile, Godless (but wants to pretend to pray to Jesus), racist, thief and want to be theif, all decided to join Biden’s team by casting their lot with him. We now all know what they are and what they have decided to stand for. They have marked themselves as satanists in the most fundamental way. This is non-contestable. (Read in context for those moron, satanist, who are reading right now)
Then we have the other side who stood for truth, and placed their priorities firmly with God. They have cast their lot with Him
But not so fast. We hear some loud voices over there, with self-professed God’s people, trying to mix in with the crowd, these particular loud ones are obviously racist and “gay” hating fools. Not the whole crowd, but they seem to think they BELONG with Gods people.
They do not belong with Gods people, nor will they be allowed within the kingdom of God. They are going to be judged along with the loud and proud satanists who deny Jesus knowingly.
How is that Biblically accurate? God loves the LGBTTQQIAAP ️?????????? Yes!
Some want to know because it matters to them that there are fakers out there, who preach Biblically unsound doctrine and it hurts members of the body of Christ, no matter their sexual orientation.
Some want to know simply because they are satanists who hate Christians and want any reason at all to scream in the air.
I’m speaking to only the brother and sisters in Christ who have this question. Satanists cannot understand the words I write, this is because they have not been initiated into the secret of Christ, which is receiving the Holy Ghost by acceptance of God/Jesus/Holy Ghost, and also knowledgeably following Jesus. Less complicated then it sounds; all you have to do is love God, accept Him for who He is and follow Him.
I am going to give you verses that people who have not been taught soundly in the Bible, will quote to you about the hatred of “gays” that they say God exhibits in the Bible. Any and all people with the Holy Ghost who hear this message spoken in sound doctrine that I am writing right now, from beginning to end, and still choose to believe what they want to believe, despite all evidence to the contrary, you can account as a satanist. Why?? Anyone with the Heart of God, will be prompted to hear you if you share this message, and gratefully accept truth over the lie that God hates “gays”, then it will be clearly said just to hurt, with no care to facts about what the Bible truly has written inside it. Not all people who have been taught this lie of eternal damnation for “gays” (this term will include all people who these undercover satanist revile for this same purpose) embrace this thinking. And also struggle with the thought it’s in their Bible, which is inspired by God Himself. But remember; to study the word of God takes a lot of time and effort, sometimes all people do is listen to the pastor of their church and they take their pastor as a holy person and at their word. So embrace truth of this writing found directly in the Bible and share, you will be surprised at the happiness you are offering. There will be no one from the kingdom of God/Jesus Christ/Holy Ghost (JEHOVAH) who will hear this message and reject it out of hand. They will do their homework, before they throw a brother or sister in Christ into the abyss. All the rest, who reject this after consideration, are swine, pigs, hateful snakes and are accounted satanist, not loved by God or accepted into the kingdom, no matter what they claim to your face. So after you share this message, those people you share it with should consider it fairly, but if they reject it still, they are not saved Christians nor are they brothers and sisters in Christ.
In this part of the Bible, Jesus was teaching, and the holy men of the temple (the Pharisees) with wickedness in their hearts came to ask Him questions to try and trick Him. Because of the length of reading please open your own Bible (a Bible app can be downloaded free to a device) and read the verses placed below in the version I placed within YLT1898. Then read my commentary after you read the verses.
READING THESE WILL PISS YOU OFF, at first…
Matthew:19: 1-12 (YLT1898)
All the way through the Bible where Jesus walked and spoke, the Pharisees went to Jesus to ask known questions that are inside the Old Testament to test His knowledge. The Old Testament is the beginning of the Bible that had been already written down for them by various authors. This part of the Bible where you are reading, the one where it follows Jesus’ ministry, was witnessed at the time and also written down by Matthew. He authored the book Matthew.
When Jesus answers them in verse four of chapter nineteen, He is quoting what He already knows, that they know, is written down in the Old Testament. The story of creation and what God says about marriage. God populated the earth with a man and a woman (it’s important to note God used the term “man” to include both male and female in this verse in the book of Genesis, also He was talking about humans this is what we are called, we are the bipedal humans that God was speaking about in this book, wording is very important and specific, He was not speaking about the other ones that were also used to populate the earth that died off. The story begins with humans). That’s just fact.
And in verse eight Jesus says because of “ …your stiffness of heart did suffer you for you to put away your wives, but from the beginning it hath not been so.” He was telling them divorce was never meant to be something that happened between married couples, but because people choose not to love, than divorce became necessary because it is not good to be married to someone who chooses not to love you.
And in verse 9 Jesus says “…whoever may put away his wife, if not for whoredom, and may marry another, doth commit adultery” why did He only talk about men and women when answering this? He first answered their exact question, using men and women as the example. Whoredom, all the way through the Bible, is a term that is used for anybody who is unfaithful, does not only mean physically unfaithful, but spiritually as well, and God calls men whores also through the Bible. However; they, the Pharisees, only used one example, a man and a woman and that was the way they wanted it answered, so that’s what Jesus did.
Then Jesus continued because He knew then and in the future, people would need to hear the whole truth, not just the exact words they were trying to ask Him because they were trying to trick Him.
In VERSE 11 and 12 Jesus speaks about “gay” people, and even people who have the inability to make babies physically, this could be from birth, an accident, or on purpose by snipping the tube.
He says “All do not receive this word, but those to whom it hath been given;”
Meaning even his own followers (people who follow His name then and in the future) who reject this word, they are not His true followers, and the people with the Holy Spirit who have decided to be part of the Kingdom of God will hear these words and understand fully what He’s trying to say and accept it. Satanist will reject it out of hand because they hate truth.
For those Eunuchs- from the mothers womb were born, and those who were made eunuchs by men, and those who kept themselves eunuchs because of the reign of the heaven…
A eunuch is someone who cannot have a baby physically or according to Jesus in this verse, have chosen to follow a life where babies cannot happen. And He says according to the reign of heaven, it is important to always read in context of the whole story, you already understand that He was speaking about man and woman being married, but then He changed it and said you Satanist will not understand what I’m telling you but everybody with the Holy Ghost will understand this message for being what it is. There are people who physically cannot have children, then there are people who are told they cannot have children by men such as monks, nuns or other holy people, and then there are spiritual marriages or relationships (a heavenly ordained marriage), these are people who have chosen a life or relationship where they cannot physically have a baby, and sometimes this is because of gender.
This concept is NOT unknown to men and women of the cloth. Some churches who claim Jesus fully accept the ideal of being “gay”, and then there are some churches who fully reject the ideal of being “gay”.
Not everybody in the congregation knows what the pastor has been taught in seminary school.  Not every pastor this includes women, holds to the ideals against “gay” relationships even if they were taught they were going to hell in seminary school, this is because the Holy Ghost inside them leads them away from that type of thinking. You have to ask the person what they believe about it, then ask them to explain, show them the evidence in the Bible in context, and they have to decide. Their answer to you after all that, will be an answer to you whether or not they have the Holy Ghost. And only Christians in the body of Christ receives the Holy Ghost.
There will be another lesson on the misquoted books in Leviticus, Deuteronomy and Romans. All of which do not damn “gay” people. These books also have to be read in context, understanding who was writing the book, who they were writing to, and you will have to read from the very beginning of the story to the end of the story to understand what each verse says. It’s work, but very fulfilling.
