Vauldrin was alone with the so-called Captain Phasma. Her armor had been stripped off and an incredible muscular woman with blonde hair styled in a military cut was settled on the floor. Her sharp blue eyes stared up at him with defiance. The new Mandalore had told his team to move on and that he would handle the piece of First Order filth who had killed so many of their brothers and sisters. Of course, the Mandalorians who had died when the superweapon fired were not the only Mandalorian blood that the woman in front of him had on her hands. It was safe to say that Vauldrin had a bone to pick with her.
“You don’t remember me, do you?” Vauldrin said as his left hand clenched with mounting rage.
“You look like all the other Mandalorian garbage in the universe. At least the Resistance has some sort of cause, foolish as they are.” Phasma said, no fear leaked into her eyes while her breasts and pussy were on display towards the armored assailant. She still couldn’t figure out how he had infiltrated the First Order base and killed her soldiers to get to her.
“Look at you. You’re nothing but mercenaries. Slaves for credits. You fight for nothing…”
Vauldrin didn’t say a word. Instead, he raised his left gauntlet and fired his ripcord launcher at her. Almost instantly, the gray cord wrapped up around Phamsa’s naked body. With a yank, Vauldrin pulled her body up to his own. He grabbed at the blonde bitch’s tit and gave her flesh a merciless squeeze. Phasma growled but Vauldrin only let her go when he was ready.
“You better kill me, or the next time we meet, I will destroy you, I’ll cut off your fingers one at a time.” Phasma’s voice was as steely as her promise was violent. Vauldrin almost felt like he would have liked her if they had been on the same side.
The newly minted Mandalore wasn’t too worried about her threat however; she wasn’t leaving the station alive. Engaging again, he yanked on her nipple and then shifted his armor to expose and then jam cock into the blonde woman’s tight pussy.
“Enuahaahhh!… you beast. What do you… nugh… what do you think youuwaahh… are doing?” Phasma managed to ask. The sudden pressure inside of her sex was giving her no shortage of anxiety along with a little sliver of something she had not experienced in quite some time. Even when the woman felt… *that,* it didn’t diminish her fears and the sense of dishonor that was swirling through her well-toned body.
As Vaudlrin pushed forward, he immediately felt Phasma shove her ass back against his pelvis. The warm tunnel of her pussy was strong, and he let out a hiss as the First Order bitch clamped down her sex all along his cock.
“You think that’s doing anything to me?” Vauldrin grunted out. “You’re like a gundark without any claws.” The Mandalorian growled before he slapped a hand down on the blonde’s tight ass. There was barely any jiggling, but beneath her skin, Phasma’s heart-rate was starting to bounce to the tempo of the dishonorable cur’s humping.
“You are a fool! You and all of your criminal deviantsuwauah!!!” The heat was so intense within her belly now. His hand on her breast created all sorts of tingling, but his cock was really the center of Phasma’s attention. Hatred billowed inside of her, but as there was no way to get him out of her… more and more of her mind was starting to relish the sensation. Formidable as even she was, Captain Phasma’s body was betraying her, but she hadn’t given up yet.
“Soon the enuaahh!… the only way that people will remember Mandalorians is when they use your helmets for decoration!”
Her rebuttal was robust, but it was immediately apparent to her that she had stepped over the line. Vauldrin’s powerful hips started slamming hard into her tight ass. She lost control of her voice. Her moans had no sense of resistance and instead became wild and voracious as the Mandalorian stuffed her like a puffer pig. Phasma would never have admitted it, but the man’s hands on her breasts and his dick hitting her core were making her toes flex with barely hidden pleasure.
Behind the First Order bitch, Vauldrin enjoyed the sensation in his hand as the blonde soldier’s tits bounced before one more thrust sent her over the edge. Phasma’s mouth locked open as she let out a broken scream. For a second, the Mandalorian forgot where he was and had to quickly stuff his fingers over her mouth. Vauldrin was already enjoying himself too much to stop and he uttered a silent wish that no one had heard her.
Meanwhile, Phasma’s entire body squirmed and trembled as his cock unlocked an orgasm within her wretched form. Vauldrin didn’t cum himself, but the elite warrior was more than satisfied by getting to take the murderous cunt down a notch or two. At least he would be until he got rid of her permanently.
“Vauldrin, you need to link up. We’ve had a change of plans and need your help to rig the core shielding to blow. Apparently, the Resistance fighter-jockeys aren’t as good as they told us.”
The Mandalorian’s helmet turned around and then settled on a nearby garbage access port.
‘That will be quiet enough,’
With that, the Mandalore unceremoniously dumped the bitch into the garbage chute and then tossed her armor in after her. He did both so fast that Phasma didn’t even have time to scream as she disappeared. Looking around the area, except for a little wet spot on the ground, there was no trace that she had ever been there.
“Di’kutla nure.” With his business concluded, Vaudlrin hurried off to join the rest of the team. Apparently, there was some demoliton work to be done.
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“It’s too late.”
Hearing the unmasked Ben Solo say that to his father had Luminara eager to interrupt what the smuggler was doing. She could feel Rey’s unease through the Force as easily as she saw the light coming in from the openings of the core. Still, the girl wasn’t moving.
“No, it’s not. Leave here with me. Come home. We miss you.” The words of an embattled father to his son troubled Luminara. She would have given anything to hear her parents speak to her again, even if it was just one word. The man that Han had called ‘Ben’ was part of the reason her parents were dead. If it was anyone but his own father trying to stop him, Luminara knew she would have raced down to the catwalk to face him once again.
“I’m being torn apart.” Vauldrin’s eyes narrowed as he watched the confrontation. His T-visor looked at Chewbacca standing nearby. The rest of his team was close by, except for Lumi who was posted higher up with Rey and Finn. Xerna was not in attendance, but he hadn’t had a chance to ask Lumi what happened to her.
“I want to be free from this pain. I know what I have to do, but I don’t know if I have the strength to do it. Will you help me?” As the words came from Kylo Ren, Vauldrin’s grip tensed around his blaster’s grip.
‘Lumi, you can stop this now, just give the word,’ he thought, but privately Vauldrin believed that Lumi was willing to give the old smuggler a chance.
Luminara herself couldn’t believe the words coming from the dark figure standing in front of the gray-haired man. In a small way, it reminded her of the stories that she had learned from Luke Skywalker. Her former master had told her and the other students about trying to bring Anakin Skywalker back from the dark side. Vader had said it was ‘too late’ for him, only to save his son in the end.
She leaned closer to the edge, waiting for an unexpected victory. Without Kylo Ren, the First Order would be crippled. Her revenge would be that much easier if he was out of the picture, or somehow on their side.
“Yes. Anything…”
Chewbacca, Rey, Fin, Luminara, Vauldrin and the Mandalorian commandos looked on. A blip of hope went through them as the dark figured offered his father his lightsaber. Just as easily as it had manifested, the bubble burst with the vanishing of the light that had been illuminating the core’s interior. Kylo Ren did not let go of the lightsaber.
In the instant when Kylo ignited his lightsaber and plunged it into his father, Luminara’s eyes widened as far as they could. She looked on unblinking, shocked and horrified. As Han Solo’s body fell from the catwalk, the dark side clouded all around Kylo Ren. As Luminara stared into the swirling darkness, the image she had dreamed about flooded her mind and Luminara found herself unable to move or even speak.
Like a statue, she was locked into looking at death in the form of her former friend and lover. A blood-curdling roar broke her free. The mighty Chewbacca howled and braced his bowcaster before shooting Kylo Ren right in the stomach.
“He’s still moving!” Find said in disbelief, but Luminara was glad. That meant that she could kill him, avenging both her parents and Han Solo. Suddenly the Force stirred within her. Turning towards the sense of incoming danger, the dark-haired hybrid had just enough time to ignite her green lightsaber as the First Order trooper blasted at her. The crimson blaster bolt was easily deflected right back at the armored trooper. As the energy smacked the man in his helmet, she heard Dorf’s voice over the com channel.
“Jettroopers! Too many of them. Fall back to the ship!” He said over the sound of a storm of blasterfire.
Luminara saw Vauldrin and the rest of her team pulling Chewbacca from the area as a score of white armored First Order troopers with jetpacks swarmed them.
“Where did they come from?
“Just keep shooting! Nuahh!”
“Dorf?”
“Move!”
Luminara saw more jetroopers approaching fast. Fin blasted one in their chest armor and Rey jumped to cut down another her blue lightsaber. Even then, there were five more bearing down on the three.
“Get out of here!” Luminara screamed at them. Finn nodded and started moving. Rey turned back to Luminara.
“What about you?”
“Move!” Luminara snarled at the girl. There was no time to debate. The orange and black skinned woman turned her orange eyes towards the incoming troopers. They were closing in on her position, and she had to dodge and deflect a few more blaster bolts as she waited and planned her own strike. When they finally closed ranks a bit, the raging storm inside of the zabrak-mirialan boiled over. To start, she pulled her left hand before Luminara struck out her right hand. Blue light sparked from her fingertips and the next moment, utter confusion and terror spread through the troopers as Lumi struck them with the full destructive force of her lightning attack.
Many fell to the ground begging and screaming, but the horned woman never stopped. When all of the troopers finally ceased breathing, the deadly orange-skinned woman moved amongst the charred corpses. Through the smoke she saw that her target was gone. Quickly turning around and heading for the exit, Luminara opened her senses out to track him.
It took her a little bit to find the direction Kylo was moving. In the void, he was a beacon of darkness and she wondered how she could have missed him at first.
‘What’s wrong with me?’ she thought as she picked up the pace to find the murderer before he found Rey and Finn.
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“We’re not done yet…” Kylo’s Ren’s red lightsaber crackled with murderous intensity.
“You’re a monster!” Rey snapped out.
Kylo stood before them, unmasked and unphased. “It’s just us now… Han Solo can’t save you.”
Rey’s gaze filled with anguish and then the scavenger from Jakku snapped up her arm to blast the man in the black tunic. With a simple sweep of a hand, Kylo Ren tossed Rey into a tree as if she was no more than a ragdoll.
“Rey!” Finn screamed out. The brunette fell to the ground and the former stormtrooper ran over to her crumpled form. She was still breathing, but Finn couldn’t get her to stand up.
“Traitor!!!”
Hearing the words and the hatred flaming inside of them, Finn stood up and looked at Kylo. A steely gaze formed over his face as he stood toe to toe with the leader of the Knights of Ren. As Finn clutched the silver hilt of the lightsaber in a two-handed grip, the blue blade sprouted out from the elegant weapon. The azure glow washed out the some of the red bloom from even Kylo’s weapon as each figured stood ready to fight.
Kylo Ren pointed his crimson blade towards the turncoat who had interrupted his hunt for Skywalker. “That lightsaber… It belongs to me.”
Fin had no intention whatsoever of doing as the bastard said. Pushing aside any fear, his fingers tensed around the metal. “Come and get it.” With that, Fin charged forward.
Even as he moved, both Finn and Kylo noticed a new figure racing in towards them. It took the former trooper a moment to notice it was Luminara, although she had discarded the jacket from her First Order uniform. To maximize her mobility, only a simple white shirt clung to her upper half as he ignited her own glowing blade of stark green light.
“Arruaaaahhh!” Finn growled out as he met Kylo’s lightsaber at the same time Luminara entered the fray. The dark knight held his guard against Finn and reached his gloved hand out towards Luminara. She stopped dead in her tracks, but her strength was immediately pushing against his own will. Slashing out at the human fighter, Kylo peeled back with a spin and let go of his grip of Luminara. The woman of two heritages staggered forward and just managed to stop her emerald blade from going directly into Finn.
‘What is he doing?’ Luminara thought as she tried to change her tactics to compensate for the amateur lightsaber wielder.
When both recovered, they looked at each other and then at Kylo.
“We can do this…” Fin said, before squaring both of his feet.
“Just don’t get in my way…” Luminara snarled darkly and then lunged forward with a stab at Kylo’s throat. Kylo held his blade in a vertical guard. He caught and kept Luminara’s strike at bay before nudging it to the side.
Kylo went in for another attack and then hissed out as the broken soldier dashed the blue blade in to fend off his slash. The apprentice of Snoke snarled at the dark-skinned man with rage flowing into his eyes and out through his clenched teeth. He knew he had to be faster, but his injury was slowing him. Thankfully for Kylo, the dark side was at his command and he knew exactly how to feed off its power.
Opening his mind up to his hatred, Kylo pushed forward, harnessing the pain of both pierced flesh and loss. Like a viper, he snapped and pulled back and then repeated the same steps over again, eager to catch one or both of the fighters off-guard. A savage uppercut nearly took off Finn’s shoulder, but he hopped back and parried the overhanded strike. The force behind it left him reeling and Kylo’s crimson blade pulled back from Finn before fending off two strikes from Luminara’s emerald edge.
Luminara moved to take advantage of the situation but Kylo had predicted the move. He pushed their blades upward and then kicked Finn in the face and sent him to the snow. As he closed the distance with Luminara, his black-gloved hand latched onto her throat. Her breath left her in an instant and the dark figure pulled her up from her feet while she struggled to keep a grip on her lightsaber.
“You can’t beat me. Not you, Lumi.”
At that moment, her dark vision came to the forefront of her mind. This time, she didn’t freeze up. Instead, Luminara kicked him low and hard. Kylo snarled as he released his grip on her, but a quick block stopped her from taking off his head.
“Murraaahhh!!!” He shouted out and lanced Luminara across the chest. Stumbling as the pain blossomed in her mind, she spat up blood and turned her head up to Kylo.
“Try again…” Her blade somehow still remained ready in her grip.
Suddenly Kylo heard footsteps. Snapping out his hand one more time he launched Luminara into a tree just like he had done to Rey. As the hybrid woman hit the hard bark, she felt flesh tearing and bones breaking. The pain was immense, and she fell down to the snow. The icy chill was actually a relief on her stomach wound. Her lightsaber was gone, but she still had a will to fight. Crawling forward along the snow, she looked up, only in time to see Kylo beat back Finn’s guard and then slice deep across Finn’s left arm and back. Finn barely made a sound as he crumbled to the ground. Lying there, Finn’s eyes staring blankly across the frozen landscape.
Fear clutched at Luminara’s heart. They were dead now. At that moment, she cursed herself for leaving her armor, at least then she’d have an explosive on hand to take them all out. Moving closer, she watched as Kylo didn’t come to her, but instead was reaching out for something.
As the lightsaber was yanked from the snow, Luminara’s eyes widened as the silver hilt landed in the outstretched hand of Rey, the scavenger. Soon Rey ignited the blade and the last thing Luminara saw before the darkness claimed her was Rey engaging with Kylo Ren with Luke Skywalker’s lightsaber.
—-xxxxx———xxxx—————–xxxx———————
“Will they live?”
“My scans say they’ve still got pulses, but the odds are shit,” Vauldrin said as he and Rey raced for the boarding ramp of the *Falcon*. Fearing for Luminara, the Mandalorian commander had raced out with his jetpack and found Rey facing off against a very wounded Kylo Ren before each was separated by the continued devastation of Starkiller Base.
Now as they boarded the ship, the Mandalore noticed a familiar face nursing a wound of her own. “Thought you were lost, Xerna.”
Vauldrin said before he shifted Luminara’s wounded form and then started moving past his friend. “They got close, but they haven’t killed me yet.”
Vauldrin enjoyed the small victory and then put down his wounded companion on a medical bed before opening up the com channel. “We’re set. Get us moving1” He called out over the channel.
The Millennium Falcon quickly started lifting up and then turned away from the crumbling planetoid. Part of Vauldrin wanted to move over to the cockpit to witness if they would actually escape. But being there would make no difference, and Luminara needed him. If they were going to die, at least he would die beside her…
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