In the beginning of 31 BBY, in the middle of the Eastern Dune Sea of Tatooine. A large sprawling Tusken Enclave was in ruins. The simple buildings were made of hide, bone, wood and also some metal. There were even some broken turrets laying around. The bones of thousands of men, women and children were buried under the sands in this place… But that was a tragic story from thousands of years ago.
A small dark-green Sheathipede Shuttle came down from the sky and landed not far away. As the ramp lowered, a nearly 2 meter tall figure appeared. The man wore a brown hooded cloak over some black robes. In particular, there were two silver buttons connected by a chain that held the sides of the cloak together on his broad shoulders. A fancy curved silver and black hilt hung from his waist.
Those weary brown eyes looked around at the ruins. The old man could feel the Dark Side so strongly in this place… The source was deeper though. Below the superficial surface. He had a distinctive gray-white beard on his stern, pale face.
Darth Tyranus, also known as Count Dooku. Unfortunately his favorite Punworcca 116-class interstellar sloop was undergoing some modifications and maintenance, so he had to use a Sheathipede Shuttle to reach this dusty planet.
Furrowing those bushy dark-gray brows, he walked forward calmly and confidently. With the poise of a man who had been a Jedi Master for decades. Not to mention, actual nobility. He passed through the sandy ruins, feeling the pulsating darkness under his feet. As if some terrifying beast would emerge at any moment.
It reminded him of his 'Master'...
In the center of the ruins was a particularly large pile of sand. From there, he could also feel great Darkness, but it wasn't quite as deep. There were also some other lights shining through, the largest was red, then two smaller stars, one blue and one yellow. There was also a green light, though it was completely overshadowed by the others.
*Tssshhh~!* With a mechanical sound, a ramp came down from a small pit in the side of the giant mound of sand.
As Dooku approached, he could already hear some high-pitched singing and what sounded like a large band. It became louder as he walked inside and took a turn to the right within the ring-shaped corridor. It wasn't long before he entered the lounge of the YT-1300.
The dark room was dimly illuminated by fourteen colorful Krayt Dragon Pearls that orbited the large, round table that was transformed into a stage with a silver pole in the middle. A short and cute, skinny Rodian girl was wearing a blue silky 'Slave Outfit' that barely covered anything. She was hanging on the pole and dancing shamelessly, even as she noticed the stranger who was watching coldly.
A shirtless red-skinned man was sitting on the huge couch and hugging a young-looking human woman on the right, and an even younger, more beautiful Rutian Twi'lek on the left. The two of them were also wearing different 'slave outfits'. The human's was gold metal and red cloth, while Twi'lek was silver metal and black cloth.
"Should I call you Darth Tyranus or Count Dooku?" Asmodeus snickered, looking up at the serious expression on the over seventy year old man.
"You should call him a traitor." Eldra glared at the old bastard with gritted teeth, "I heard you had Master Sifo-Dyas killed… Did you do the same to my Master?"
"I haven't come here to be interrogated by a disgraced 'Padawan'." Ignoring those ferocious blue eyes, Dooku focused on the 'boy' with red skin, "I cannot say I'm impressed by the last 'Pureblood Sith'. However, you may refer to me as Darth Tyranus if you wish."
"Okay Dooku, so what the fuck do you want from me?" Asmodeus was a little disappointed at the Sith Lord's lack of 'reaction', but as a politician for so long, he must have dealt with far worse bullshit.
"This is not about what 'I' want. This is about what this Galaxy 'needs'. The Republic has fallen into decay and corruption-"
"I mean, no offense, but the Republic has always been pretty fucking corrupt." He looked at the slightly irritated expression and smirked, "So what's the point? You're trying to recruit me to your cause? Or are you trying to hire me as a Mercenary?"
"I wished to see for myself whether you were 'worthy' of joining our cause…" Count Dooku shook his head in disappointment, "Unfortunately, all I see is a complacent child. You have so much potential, but you squander it on… Schuttas and pornography."
"Well, technically I'm only like ten years old." Asmodeus shrugged and Eldra cackled, while Shmi smiled and hugged his muscular waist tighter. The air in the room suddenly became stagnant and the whole ship rumbled violently! Ra squealed in fright and jumped onto her Master's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and shivering.
"Besides, how the fuck do you see me being 'complacent'? Huh? Bitch, I've been training my ass off for the past two years!"
Dooku frowned and quickly 'calmed' the turbulent darkness around them. But then an even greater darkness overwhelmed everything! The whole room was covered in swirling mist and fog, with countless writhing red and purple tentacles all around them!
"Enough!"
With a bit of 'anger', everything vanished. The simple illusion was broken and he was still standing across the stripper table and looking at those three 'kids'. Ra was gone. Asmodeus had a black hilt in his hand, the white and gold double-saber hilt was also pulled out from under the table by Shmi. Of course, Eldra also had a white hilt in her left hand, which she pulled out of her left metal thigh.
"It seems that not only are you complacent, you're also incredibly arrogant!"
Dooku's lightsaber flew into his palm and he took up a stance. Waiting for the three of them to attack…
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