Star wars One Shots

❔Surprise❔-???

.Warnings.
Non-Human Reader
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.Summery.
After locking A Zabrakian night-Brother up, A Youngling picks a sith Lord as it's master.
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Seeing such a small creature flying at you is one thing but trying to grab it walst being a technical ghost is another, I looked down at the small dull coloured dragon'et now in my hands a Zabrak walked over a look of worry on his face, "Apogees Sir, She's been acting strange since DragonSlayer was locked away" he said lifting the tiny thing out of my hands "Why is she that small? As far as I have seen she should be twice that by now." I asked his yellow eyes widened, sure I spoke a mix of Galactic Basic And the language of the force but for beings that worshipped creature's that were the force itself they should understand it by now, "Well she's the runt, it would only make sense that she would be smaller.." he responded struggling to keep the youngling in his arms before it bit him making the dragon fall to the ground with a thump before running behind me or more accurately my robe's "Y/n..Get over here.." he mumbled "Why does she return?".

He looked over "Well normally it would mean she choose you to be her protector but, they aren't supposed to pick sith let alone an outsider.. she's also to young" he said attempting to coax out from behind me rather then getting her "Hm..I don't have time for a dragon.." I spoke gently I was supposed to be in hiding for now with Revan but even as sith I didn't tolerate someone living for thousands of years killing innocent dragons, Humans Sure, dragons where if I did it right would last me years rather then destroying a planet every few days, "I would assume not you seem a busy man, Darth Nihilus" (Ni-Uh-Lus)

I crouched down picking her up "But, she would come in handy, say if the dragon as you Zabrak's say, is never wrong why aren't you trusting this one's instincts?" I pondered as her purple eyes darted around as she wiggled before slipping out of my grasp now on my forearm wobbling up to my shoulder, "No offense Darth but your sith, and will not use her for good.." he mumbled slowly walking forward the chief watched from up the pebble road, "Who said I'd use her? I feel as though you think my choice to become sith makes my every waking thought a plot to destroy." I retorted the chief now walking towards us "Darth Nihilus, I see Y/n has taken a likeness to you".

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Eight year time skip
+ 2nd pov
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The Darth's power unfathomable to anyone could do nothing but grow as he ended the lives of trillions, and yet there was a new found light in the dark pit of his heart Y/n a young dragon was that light, Nihilus was once a simple man now he was the lord of hunger, yet even then he found time for her and his friend Darth Revan the two had been the only ones he respected his lust for power only grew they helped control that lust, Revan and his jokes and Y/n with her joy the deity of a man was happy even if he knew at some point they would die before him he still lived to hear their laughter at the latest of hours, Revan a usually strong and straight forward man was a jokester to his only friends, Y/n was just herself no matter how hard they trained her to be like them she always was happy except for a rare few times this was one of them.

Nihilus looked over at the youngling curled in a ball On the verge of screaming at this point, perhaps training her to defend light sabers at this age was a bad plan but it wasn't his rather revans who was now holding his head on a bench in the large cave his mask/Helmet right next to him nihilus still thought it was odd that he took it off in the first place, dragon scale could withstand a few hits from a saber but if held it would be like cutting a piece of wood, Revan didn't pull away fast enough before it sliced her under belly the weakest part of their armor, there was nothing any of them could do dragons as a creature that again was the force itself was immune to force healing, the curse's leaving the eight year olds muzzle were words learned from Nihilus himself he was notorious for it, "Y/n? You gonna be alright?" He asked she could only wail in pain "Nihilus! She was just cut by a fucking saber of course she's not ok!" Revan snapped at the taller one, "Watch your tongue Revan" Nihilus snapped in return only for the man to roll his eyes looking over at the dragon who was now slowly getting quieter "Is that your response to everything?" He pondered to nihilus, "Perhaps..".

The dragon now about the size of a nowaday horse fell silent besides heavy breathing, Nihilus turned his gaze to her as she huffed reaching under herself poking the wound as if testing to see how deep the blade cut, "I'll..Be fine..I think" she huffed out pulling the leg it was closer to off the ground hopping over to the nest she built herself with things found at the bottom of the cave, moss and sticks from bushes that managed to grow down there, "you think?" Revan asked standing to follow Y/n, "Not much else to do...but I still try not to" she joked wincing as she drew a bit to sharp of a breath, "Very funny..on your side I'll take a look" Revan offered y/n huffed rolling to her side a soft glow came from her under scales the glow from the ever burning fire inside, rather then a metaphor it was true, kinda, it was more of a glowing gas that was extremely flammable, under her tongue was something like flint her tongue itself was rough to make sparks to light said gas her lugs where what pushed that gas out when needed.

Revan's hands spread the wound attempting to heal, something that was extremely painful yet necessary, as if he cut to deep the fire proof scales wouldn't return correctly, and it could've lit her gas which as guessed would kill her in seconds, Nihilus had yet to speak having no reason to, though he wanted to say something..no do something to help, which was out of character for him but she had chosen him to protect her Not Revan, he held it close to heart that she put of anything saw enough good still in him to pick him, that or she hadn't known he was sith but fortunately she had yet to complain.

"Well?" He spoke braking the silence between them, "She should be alright it will leave a scar without a doubt but she will live, that's what matters" Revan said pulling away letting Nihilus look at the wound for a moment before y/n yawned gently pushing Revan away with her hind leg as a way of asking for peace for a bit Nihilus went to follow his friend, "Master?" She blurted it never sounded right to him though he still turned to look at her, "Why do you never train me with the blades?" She asked noting his acknowledgment of her "I unlike Revan Use a more sloppy method, it would not prepare you for what you will face, the force is what I have used since Malacore Five, I have no interest in learning more types then the one I am used to" he explained leaving details untouched such as who he was before Malacore or anything about why he used a method that even in this time was extremely out of date as no one was trained to fight against it yet it was also sloppy and full of errors, if you were to fight him more then once it would be easy to kill him though no one lived that long, and training with Revan was filling those Errors making it almost a mix of his and Revan's methods.

"Oh.. question who were you before then, Revan thinks you were a mandalorin, but I think you were a Jedi" she asked knowing he wouldn't answer but it was worth a shot, "I was regretfully Jedi, that's all you need to know"