Arc 1 Chapter 8 *lemon*

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(y/n): don't make me repeat myself, do you yield!

Ventress: do you think you've won

*swipes the ground near her neck*

(y/n): yep

Ventress:...

(y/n): say it ...

Ventress:... I yield, okay

(y/n): good, I hate to harm such a beautiful face

Disengaging his lightsaber, stepping off a semi red-colored assassin. Dooku had leaped from his seating landing, in front of the two apprentices each kneeling upon his arrival.

(y/n)/Ventress: Master

Dooku: congratulations on your victory (y/n), I see you made some noticeable improvements in your force ability

(y/n): thank you

Dooku: now take care of this failure

(y/n): master?

Dooku: Ventress has proven how incapable of a warrior she is, it seems I require a more talented apprentice

Urging him to take his stand over Ventress as he ignited his lightsaber, placing at the neck of Ventress kneeling in preparation of her fate.

Dooku: make it quick and strike without emotion

well this took an awesome turn

(y/n)...~fuck~

trying to quiet his mind yet all was filled was Ventress emotions. Hearing her thoughts as if they were his own, trembling with overwhelming emotions. Scoffing in irritation turning towards Dooku, quickly disengaging his saber

(don't)

y/n): master... lord Dooku with all due respect I am already apprenticed to the great general grievous, therefore I do not need any other master. Please Ventress is more skilled in your ways than I am, she would make the better apprentice

what the hell are you doing

Dooku: motioned towards the Magna guards dispatching them to disperse the crowd filling the room with no witnesses

(y/n):wha.....

Dooku: no please finish what you have to say

(y/n)~can't... breathe ~

Dooku held the young sith in the air leaving him breathless, helpless in his overwhelming power

Dooku: do you believe that is how a sith acts .. mercy

forcing him to the ground shocking his body with force lightning causing his metal in his bones to acts conductors causing immense pain

(y/n): please... master

Dooku: I am not your master remember

With a quick action, pushing his face into the ground, rapidly slicing off his leg, scorching the open wound with yet another wave of lighting. Delivering the large arena with screams of pain

Cora:(y/n)!

(Y/n): I'm going to kill you

Dooku: good this is how a sith acts, Ventress take note

As he forced himself upwards shooting a small force of lightning with minimal effects falling out of exhaustion

Dooku: how disappointing, I thought you were going to kill me, you still have a long way to go my young boy.

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