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raze_flynDisclaimer: Star Wars and it’s expanded universe belong to Lucas film and several other companies working under licence from Lucas film. I am just borrowing the concepts and setting of the world for my own and possibly the enjoyment of other fans.
Note: This is part of my Galaxy of Chaos AU future fic series. Most of the cast is OC since it is set far in the future though there are references to EU characters scattered about. This fic will contain het as well as same sex pairings among the cast.
This is set 20 years after The Enslavement of Berloc Ironfirst.
Galaxy of Chaos: The Training Camp
Chapter One
Tor Varga
Tor Varga headed through the halls of the Imperial Knights headquarters on Bastion searching for his twin brother who had missed their monthly dinner last night with their great-grandmother. As usual when his brother pulled this stunt he had to listen to her go on about what a disgrace his brother was and that he should do something to straighten him out. He felt simultaneously jealous and irritated that his brother could so easily blow off his responsibilities as a member of the royal family.
He paused outside his brothers private quarters and felt a sense of dread. He hoped his brother was alone the last time he’d dropped by his quarters unannounced he’d found his brother with a pair of Twi’lek dancing girls. He reached out and pushed the alert button to let his brother know he had company. He realized his brother wasn’t alone the moment the door cracked only partially open revealing his brother’s messy long black hair and blood shot blue eyes. “I’m kind of busy right now, can the lecture wait until later?”
He ignored his customary reaction of disgust at seeing his brother’s unkempt appearance ever since he’d started closely cropping his own hair his twin brother had seemed determined to let his grow wildly. “No, it can’t so tell whoever is in there to get dressed because I’m coming in.” His shirtless brother stepped aside opening the door to allow him in. He was glad he wasn’t going to have an argument out in the hallway this time. He got a shock when he saw who his brother was entertaining. “Silas,” he said forcing himself to keep it a light as possible a greeting to the blond haired grey eyed Imperial knight who was getting dressed quickly.
“I should go pack after all we are leaving soon,” he said and after a quick kiss with his brother the other high ranking apprentice was gone. He found himself staring at the door with what he knew had to be a confused expression on his face.
“Go ahead give me the lecture about corrupting other apprentices and how I’ll ruin Silas career if word of our debauchery gets out,” his brother said darkly. He turned back toward his brother and frowned. He wasn’t surprised to see his brother with a man. He’d seen a parade of sentients of several genders and species coming out of his brother’s bedroom over the years. “Well go on get it over with.”
“I can’t pass judgement on whom you choose to get involved with,” He said watching his brother look genuinely shocked. “Who you choose to see is entirely up to you Corvin.” He watched as his brother smiled at him for the first time in a long while. “I am surprised however that Silas enjoys the company of men,” He said choosing his words carefully. “In all the years I’ve known him he’s never given any indication he has taste in that direction.”
“I don’t think he really does,” His brother said challengingly. “He’s a lot more into it when there’s a woman involved with us.” He wasn’t going to give his brother the satisfaction of reacting to that. “I think he’s angling to join the royal family and the disgrace whose ninth in line for the throne is his best bet.”
He watched his brother give him a knowing smirk at the appalled look on his face. “Look Corvin I didn’t come here to fight,” He said honestly. “I just came to tell you that our great-grandmother expects you for dinner tonight since you missed last nights.” He watched as the fight went out of his brother. “Please, just go see her, I know she can be irritating with her lectures on what it means to be a member fo the royal family but she is our great grand mother.”
“Fine, I’ll go listen to Former Empress Azia Artis tell me everything that’s wrong with me,” Corvin said smiling slightly. “But you have to do something for me.” He felt his face fall it was never good when his brother asked for a favor but he nodded his head. “While you’re on that trip don’t give Silas a hard time if he sleeps with any Jedi we have an open relationship.”
“I won’t,” he said feeling a slight annoyance. “I still don’t get why everyone who isn’t going to this thing thinks it’s just an excuse for Jedi and Imperial Knights to have sex with each other.” He knew he was glaring at he continued, “This is a joint training exercise that has been done once every three years for the last eight hundred years it is not and has never been a dating game.”
“Grandma, gave you contraceptives didn’t she?” His brother said laughing. “I bet she gave you a handful and warned you not to let any royal bastards happen.” He knew his blush had given it all away. “I knew she would that’s why I didn’t go, besides it was much more fun to say a private goodbye to Silas.” He sobered up. “Relax, I know it’s important to you and that it probably is just a training exercise but those of us who don’t get to go have to amuse ourselves somehow.” He smiled slightly. “And talking about you elite students having freaky relations with Jedi amuses us.”
He wondered not for the first time if his brother was jealous. His brother hadn’t volunteered to try for one of the ten spots available but you never knew with Corvin. “I should really get going I have preparations to make.” He said feeling guilty that his once close relationship with his twin brother was so strained. “I’ll see you again before I leave.” His twin just nodded and motioned for him to leave.
He left the room feeling a mix of relief and guilt; he still wasn’t sure how his relationship with his twin brother had gotten so strained the last few years. “Apprentice Varga wait a moment,” A voice said and he turned to see the Elomin Master Zholl Codi who would be over seeing the ten Imperial knights gong on the training mission.
“Yes, Master Codi,” He said stopping to bow respectfully. He hoped nothing had gone wrong with the training exercise because he was looking forward to it a great deal. He felt a sense of dread as he waited for the Elomin to speak.
“I need you to go help Apprentices Sho and Task with loading the shuttle for our trip,” Master Codi finally said. “After the three of you have accomplished that task you need to seek out your masters and receive any final instructions from them.”
He nodded and then began making his way down to the dock they were scheduled to leave from. He arrived quickly enough to see the Nagai Rath Sho and the Yellow Zabrak Obran Task already hard at work loading the supply crates lifting them with the force and settling them gently down in the cargo bay of the shuttle.
He quickly joined in after saying a quick hello to both of them. He got along well enough with Rath Sho but rarely ever spent any time with Task. He knew from experience that the Zabrak almost never spoke unless he had something to say. He knew some of the younger apprentices thought the Zabrak was actually mute.
“Looking forward to the training exercise,” he finally asked once they were nearly done loading the shuttle. He wasn’t surprised when Rath said a quick affirmative and Task only nodded his head in agreement. He supposed that was as much as he was going to get since having actual friends was hard for him because of the fact he was a member of the royal family. He supposed he understood why his brother would put up with someone like Silas just to have someone to interact with.
Once everything was done, he bid them a quick good bye and headed to find his personal master Delmon Kalar a Lethan Twi’lek. He found his master easily enough as he knew this time of day duty permitting usually saw his master meditating in the Pelleon gardens. He arrived to find his master dressed in traveling clothes which surprised him. “Master Kalar I am here for any last minute instructions.”
“Always by the book as usual,” His master said opening his eyes and smiling at him. “You already know all you need to for this training camp just enjoy yourself.” He stood up and stretched. “You might make some actual friends among the Jedi after all that’s where I met my wife.”
His master didn’t talk about his wife much since she was a Jedi and while it wasn’t against the rules it was certainly frowned upon. “Are you going somewhere while we are going to be away master,” He asked not feeling comfortable talking about his master’s wife with him. He hoped his master wasn’t going on a dangerous mission alone.
“I’m going to Ossus to see my newborn son for the first time,” Master Kalar said smiling. “My request for leave was delayed until you left for the training camp.” He felt guilty when he heard that. “Don’t blame yourself it’s your Uncle’s policy that keeps me from taking you to Ossus on a stop over during a mission.”
He knew that it wasn’t technically his fault since his Uncle barred taking apprentices anywhere near Ossus. “Why does Master Artis even allow this training camp to continue if he’s so concerned with keeping Imperial knights away from the Jedi?”
“Galen, wouldn’t even dream of trying to cancel it as long as his grandmother is alive.” He had to suppress a smile at his master’s words. “You know how much value she places on the traditions of the Empire.” He certainly did it was why his great grand mother had stepped down from the throne like tradition dictated on her 80th birthday after all. “Don’t worry about anything on this trip just have a good time and learn what you can.”
“I will master,” He said. “I hope you enjoy your visit with your family.” He took his leave then heading back to his quarters to double check that he hadn’t forgotten anything. He didn’t expect to have forgotten anything but it never hurt to double check.
To Be Continued...
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Note: This is part of my Galaxy of Chaos AU future fic series. Most of the cast is OC since it is set far in the future though there are references to EU characters scattered about. This fic will contain het as well as same sex pairings among the cast.
This is set 20 years after The Enslavement of Berloc Ironfirst.
Galaxy of Chaos: The Training Camp
Chapter One
Tor Varga
Tor Varga headed through the halls of the Imperial Knights headquarters on Bastion searching for his twin brother who had missed their monthly dinner last night with their great-grandmother. As usual when his brother pulled this stunt he had to listen to her go on about what a disgrace his brother was and that he should do something to straighten him out. He felt simultaneously jealous and irritated that his brother could so easily blow off his responsibilities as a member of the royal family.
He paused outside his brothers private quarters and felt a sense of dread. He hoped his brother was alone the last time he’d dropped by his quarters unannounced he’d found his brother with a pair of Twi’lek dancing girls. He reached out and pushed the alert button to let his brother know he had company. He realized his brother wasn’t alone the moment the door cracked only partially open revealing his brother’s messy long black hair and blood shot blue eyes. “I’m kind of busy right now, can the lecture wait until later?”
He ignored his customary reaction of disgust at seeing his brother’s unkempt appearance ever since he’d started closely cropping his own hair his twin brother had seemed determined to let his grow wildly. “No, it can’t so tell whoever is in there to get dressed because I’m coming in.” His shirtless brother stepped aside opening the door to allow him in. He was glad he wasn’t going to have an argument out in the hallway this time. He got a shock when he saw who his brother was entertaining. “Silas,” he said forcing himself to keep it a light as possible a greeting to the blond haired grey eyed Imperial knight who was getting dressed quickly.
“I should go pack after all we are leaving soon,” he said and after a quick kiss with his brother the other high ranking apprentice was gone. He found himself staring at the door with what he knew had to be a confused expression on his face.
“Go ahead give me the lecture about corrupting other apprentices and how I’ll ruin Silas career if word of our debauchery gets out,” his brother said darkly. He turned back toward his brother and frowned. He wasn’t surprised to see his brother with a man. He’d seen a parade of sentients of several genders and species coming out of his brother’s bedroom over the years. “Well go on get it over with.”
“I can’t pass judgement on whom you choose to get involved with,” He said watching his brother look genuinely shocked. “Who you choose to see is entirely up to you Corvin.” He watched as his brother smiled at him for the first time in a long while. “I am surprised however that Silas enjoys the company of men,” He said choosing his words carefully. “In all the years I’ve known him he’s never given any indication he has taste in that direction.”
“I don’t think he really does,” His brother said challengingly. “He’s a lot more into it when there’s a woman involved with us.” He wasn’t going to give his brother the satisfaction of reacting to that. “I think he’s angling to join the royal family and the disgrace whose ninth in line for the throne is his best bet.”
He watched his brother give him a knowing smirk at the appalled look on his face. “Look Corvin I didn’t come here to fight,” He said honestly. “I just came to tell you that our great-grandmother expects you for dinner tonight since you missed last nights.” He watched as the fight went out of his brother. “Please, just go see her, I know she can be irritating with her lectures on what it means to be a member fo the royal family but she is our great grand mother.”
“Fine, I’ll go listen to Former Empress Azia Artis tell me everything that’s wrong with me,” Corvin said smiling slightly. “But you have to do something for me.” He felt his face fall it was never good when his brother asked for a favor but he nodded his head. “While you’re on that trip don’t give Silas a hard time if he sleeps with any Jedi we have an open relationship.”
“I won’t,” he said feeling a slight annoyance. “I still don’t get why everyone who isn’t going to this thing thinks it’s just an excuse for Jedi and Imperial Knights to have sex with each other.” He knew he was glaring at he continued, “This is a joint training exercise that has been done once every three years for the last eight hundred years it is not and has never been a dating game.”
“Grandma, gave you contraceptives didn’t she?” His brother said laughing. “I bet she gave you a handful and warned you not to let any royal bastards happen.” He knew his blush had given it all away. “I knew she would that’s why I didn’t go, besides it was much more fun to say a private goodbye to Silas.” He sobered up. “Relax, I know it’s important to you and that it probably is just a training exercise but those of us who don’t get to go have to amuse ourselves somehow.” He smiled slightly. “And talking about you elite students having freaky relations with Jedi amuses us.”
He wondered not for the first time if his brother was jealous. His brother hadn’t volunteered to try for one of the ten spots available but you never knew with Corvin. “I should really get going I have preparations to make.” He said feeling guilty that his once close relationship with his twin brother was so strained. “I’ll see you again before I leave.” His twin just nodded and motioned for him to leave.
He left the room feeling a mix of relief and guilt; he still wasn’t sure how his relationship with his twin brother had gotten so strained the last few years. “Apprentice Varga wait a moment,” A voice said and he turned to see the Elomin Master Zholl Codi who would be over seeing the ten Imperial knights gong on the training mission.
“Yes, Master Codi,” He said stopping to bow respectfully. He hoped nothing had gone wrong with the training exercise because he was looking forward to it a great deal. He felt a sense of dread as he waited for the Elomin to speak.
“I need you to go help Apprentices Sho and Task with loading the shuttle for our trip,” Master Codi finally said. “After the three of you have accomplished that task you need to seek out your masters and receive any final instructions from them.”
He nodded and then began making his way down to the dock they were scheduled to leave from. He arrived quickly enough to see the Nagai Rath Sho and the Yellow Zabrak Obran Task already hard at work loading the supply crates lifting them with the force and settling them gently down in the cargo bay of the shuttle.
He quickly joined in after saying a quick hello to both of them. He got along well enough with Rath Sho but rarely ever spent any time with Task. He knew from experience that the Zabrak almost never spoke unless he had something to say. He knew some of the younger apprentices thought the Zabrak was actually mute.
“Looking forward to the training exercise,” he finally asked once they were nearly done loading the shuttle. He wasn’t surprised when Rath said a quick affirmative and Task only nodded his head in agreement. He supposed that was as much as he was going to get since having actual friends was hard for him because of the fact he was a member of the royal family. He supposed he understood why his brother would put up with someone like Silas just to have someone to interact with.
Once everything was done, he bid them a quick good bye and headed to find his personal master Delmon Kalar a Lethan Twi’lek. He found his master easily enough as he knew this time of day duty permitting usually saw his master meditating in the Pelleon gardens. He arrived to find his master dressed in traveling clothes which surprised him. “Master Kalar I am here for any last minute instructions.”
“Always by the book as usual,” His master said opening his eyes and smiling at him. “You already know all you need to for this training camp just enjoy yourself.” He stood up and stretched. “You might make some actual friends among the Jedi after all that’s where I met my wife.”
His master didn’t talk about his wife much since she was a Jedi and while it wasn’t against the rules it was certainly frowned upon. “Are you going somewhere while we are going to be away master,” He asked not feeling comfortable talking about his master’s wife with him. He hoped his master wasn’t going on a dangerous mission alone.
“I’m going to Ossus to see my newborn son for the first time,” Master Kalar said smiling. “My request for leave was delayed until you left for the training camp.” He felt guilty when he heard that. “Don’t blame yourself it’s your Uncle’s policy that keeps me from taking you to Ossus on a stop over during a mission.”
He knew that it wasn’t technically his fault since his Uncle barred taking apprentices anywhere near Ossus. “Why does Master Artis even allow this training camp to continue if he’s so concerned with keeping Imperial knights away from the Jedi?”
“Galen, wouldn’t even dream of trying to cancel it as long as his grandmother is alive.” He had to suppress a smile at his master’s words. “You know how much value she places on the traditions of the Empire.” He certainly did it was why his great grand mother had stepped down from the throne like tradition dictated on her 80th birthday after all. “Don’t worry about anything on this trip just have a good time and learn what you can.”
“I will master,” He said. “I hope you enjoy your visit with your family.” He took his leave then heading back to his quarters to double check that he hadn’t forgotten anything. He didn’t expect to have forgotten anything but it never hurt to double check.
To Be Continued...
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